"...go back to my room and look at the lingerie," Tina says. "I'm sure you remember. Find something that really screams, 'You!' Something that'll be comfortable to wear for three days."
Your stomach tightens at the thought. "Can I put some more clothes on? I'll do what you want, but first-"
"What's that?" Tina snaps. "You strap me down and get on top and you think you can just back off? You made the first move, sister. Now I want to see you in something nicer before I make the second."
"I don't know what to pick! This is fine!" you're yelling, but you've already turned around and started back down the hallway. Behind you, Tina starts whistling "Girls on Film". You never figured out how to whistle.
Of course, you remember where Tina's lingerie is. Left side of the closet, first ten hangers or so. You sometimes picked outfits for Tina when you were still together and riding each other like hellcats, close to every night. It never occurred to you how cold Tina must have felt waiting for you to pick something. Her body was a lot more sensitive to temperature. You hop from toe to toe on the hard wood floor, rubbing the goosebumps on your arms looking for something that will satisfy Tina. What is she looking for? You never thought about what lingerie Tina likes, at least the way you like lingerie. Do girls think about that? You really hope three days is all she wants. A future in Tina's body sounds empty, like a vacation that goes one week too long.
You rummage through the hangers and scour the floor for outfits that fell, until you settle on:
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