Getting in Her Pants
"You lost the bet so you have to do it!" laughed Holly.
"Yeah, I only bet because I thought I would win, though," Ash pouted, hoping to wriggle out of his predicament. "I wouldn't have even bet otherwise."
"Well too bad, Ash," Holly said getting mad. "And, just because you are trying to welsh on the bet, I am going to make it harder."
"Noooo!" cried Ash in horror.
"Since you said if you won I had to let you into my pants," the girl went on, "I am still going to do that now that you have lost."
"Hmmm, let's see ..." Holly turned to her dresser and started rummaging through the drawers. "I was just going to make you wear a pair of my jeans before." She continued to poke around the drawers as she talked, looking at one thing, then another, discarding another. "But now, I think my new lace-up jeans and a cute top will be much more fun, don't you?"
She spun around and tossed him the pants she spoke of. They were flared jeans, dark blue denim , very soft and form fitting. There were brown le