Deborah giggled at Flower’s effort. At least her sexy trucker outfit wasn’t cumbersome to walk around in.
“What’s so funny,” demanded Ami as she walked into the room. She was dressed only in a flesh-toned body suit and a long blond wig. “I’m not really naked.”
“No,” she said, “it’s Flower. She had giant leaf hands and can’t hold anything.”
Flower waved her leaf hands and struck a pose like a flower. “So who are you supposed to be?”
“Well I am Lady Godiva,” she said. “Don’t you read?” She twirled around. “I am lucky I got some sun this summer because the flesh-toned body suits don’t come in yellow.” She smiled.
“I think you mean they don’t come in pale white,” said Flower.