Santana laughed loudly and a little cruelly. “They were awful,” she replied in a catty tone. “I don’t think they managed to get anything right all practice. But, that wasn’t what I was talking about…” She her reminted BFF a knowing smile sure that she would pick up on what she was talking about.
Nodding, Santana walked over to her bag. Taking out expensive, more expensive than cotton pjs should be, pjs from Victoria’s Secret she set them out. Without pretense, she started to undress by pulling off her jacket then whipping the sweatshirt over her head. Next came her shoes then she shimmied out of her jeans to stand in her skimpy, matching bra and panties that were green silk and very tight.
Her pjs were cotton short-shorts and a matching spaghetti strap top in blue and pink pastels. She put then on before sticking her hand back up her shirt to take off her bra and pulled it out the bottom. Tossing it aside, she turned at smiled to Santana and pirouetted. “Ta-da!” Santana had learned to get out of her clothes very quickly!
“Great! We should get some popcorn too!” Reaching for the bag of M&Ms, she cracked it open and took out a handful.