The stepcousin came to visit... And she didn't have anything under her dress

He did not warn that he was coming. He just knocked on the door and walked in with a mischievous smile, as if he knew he was alone. Loose, short, sleeveless dress... and with each step, that natural movement that made it clear that he had nothing underneath. He sat on the edge of the chair and crossed his legs slowly, very slowly... "Surprised?" he said in a low voice, as if he knew perfectly well what he was doing. When she bent down to take her bag from the ground, the dress rose higher than it should. That's when it hit me. He looked over his shoulder at me, complicit. "Are you okay? You got weird..." Strange, no. On. The worst thing — or the best thing — was that she was left alone in the living room while I went to get water. When I came back... well, better see for yourself. I'll just tell you one thing: the dress was no longer where it should be.