I was uncomfortable with how short it was but she laughed it off, reminding me that I was about 20 years behind the times.
Gloria met me at the door, she laughed and asked me if it was going to snow.We stood on the porch and discussed the overcast weather for a moment, until she noticed me shivering.We stepped inside to begin preparations for the evening. It was fairly windy, a gust whipped up and I had to reach down to hold my skirt. I was walking down the quiet, suburban street I lived on, on the way to Gloria's house.
I suppose my modesty wasn't really in jeopardy but the skirt was considerably shorter than what I was accustomed to wearing.
Gloria had asked me to assist her with a party she was throwing for Dave's boss.
He had just started a new job she really wanted to impress him.
Part of his new responsibilities included entertaining customers.
She was going to hire several college girls to serve food and drinks but she suggested that maybe I would want to help and in return she would forget the .00 I had borrowed earlier that month. Gloria thought about renting maids uniforms for us but decided against it, she then asked us to all wear matching skirts and blouses.
She had called me earlier in the week and told me that mine was almost ready, I had gone over to her place to try the skirt on.