Red or Black
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Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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read or block. The dripping water from the shower head was still distinct in the distance. So the curls in my damp hair I could begin to make out my sign smile in the bedroom mirror. It's funny how I thought a shower would take my mind off things. Clearly it wasn't going to help. And obviously the entire showers can be me thinking about all the things that could go wrong or right tonight, whatever wrong and right even meant. But they like how I looked with my friends, were right when they suggested that I wouldn't be coming home tonight. Would I make some great entrance or stumble over my words all evening in my underwear? Underwear? That's right. What underwear am I gonna be wearing? The coy smile on my face quickly escaped into a panic rush as my mind zoned in on the decisions awaiting me. Laid on my bed were two pairs of briefs. One, a solid black pair ran a little longer in length, and its counterpart, the red pair both had soft fabric, which comfortably flit around my hips and legs. The red pair was shorter, a little tighter to with parallel thick charcoal lines didn't even matter which pair. Yes, of course it mattered. This is my entire outfit, minus a cowboy hat, and I had an image to recreate the image I sent myself to the company. That's what they're expecting, given my pick showed abs I couldn't show up with a gut. My incestuous inner dialogue wouldn't let up as my hands reached for the black pair to try them on. Yep, a little too long. I would have to scrunch them up a bit to show off the creases of my squishing fingers etched into my legs as I tugged and toyed with the briefs, trying to find a length which made me feel comfortable and confident. No, they just don't feel right. I sent the photos with the red pair. Might as well wear that with the red pair on, staying in front of my full length mirror. My eyes stared back at me, analyzing my own bear reflection. Evaluated my body as I have been every day this week, I checked to see if the extra sit ups were making my apps pop. If the lack of water was thinning my skin, I was judging my curves my edges and my body's tone whilst boarding the stripe briefs. For a moment, my gaze transition from the mirror, peering down a witness, my ***** on full display, cupped by the soft fabric of the briefs. Guess we're good to go.