Samantha woke up to her alarm blaring for the fifth time since she'd hit the snooze a few times. She sluggishly sat up, rubbed her eyes, and stretched her arms. Of course, this caused the first of many embarrassing things to happen today. As her arms were climbing upward, she didn't realize that she was putting stress on her nightgown, which was pinned under her bottom. So, as she flexed her shoulders, the tiny straps began to get tighter, and when her arms reached their peak, the strap on her right shoulder snapped! This let the material covering her chest fall away, exposing her naked breast. Samantha knew the strap was ruined, and was even aware of her nudity, but she wasn't aware of the fact that Rose McCarthy, her next door neighbor, was looking through her telescope at that very moment.
Rose was a bookish, nerdy, yet pretty girl who hid her looks with her unkempt hair, baggy clothes, glasses, and her choice to not wear makeup. The fact she was Samantha's "next door" neighbor sounds like she lived a few feet away, but in reality, Their houses were separated by about an acre of land, thanks to both families' farms. Rose got her telescope on her tenth birthday, and has used it ever since. She liked to stargaze at night, but she began using her telescope during the daytime as a means of cheap entertainment. She didn't need to rely on scripted television or that hogwash they call "reality" shows. She could just as easily make up stories for what she saw. sometimes it was boring, sometimes it could be funny, but now, Rose felt intrigued by the turn of events. She imagined all the possible ways for Samantha to proceed. What if she spots Rose? What if Samantha got naked? What if Samantha didn't know of her exposure and went to school like that? Oh, the possibilities! She watched Samantha discard her nightie, revealing her other breast. She watched Samantha walk around her bedroom, not bothering to cover up since the only person who could see would need a telescope to look at her.
As Samantha was rummaging through her closet, Rose had an idea. She still had her number from that time they had to work on a project together. Rose quickly called Samantha, who took a few seconds to decide whether or not she would pick up the phone while only wearing her panties. Samantha eventually picked up her phone.
"Hello?" Samantha asked.
"Hi Sam, it's Rose."
Samantha looked out the window, in case she saw Rose spying on her. She covered her breasts with her hands as her head swiveled left and right to see any sign of movement. Seeing none, she drops her hands again and tries to sound normal.
"Hey, Rose. What's up?"
"Just calling to remind you about the special dress code today." Rose answered.
"What dress code?" Samantha asked
"You know, since we're going..."
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