Karyn went into the other room and thought for a minute. Then she giggled, "I wish Jon always wore a bra, despite not having breasts."
She went back into the other room and saw Jon standing there, wearing the same clothes as before, but he obviously had a bra on under his red t-shirt.
"All right, what'd you change?"
"Something to do with what you're wearing." smiled Karyn.
"Huh, I don't know..." Jon looked himself over, "I'm still wearing my blue jeans, my t-shirt is still red, my bra is still black... I don't know."
Karyn decided to do some testing. "Jon, why DO you wear a bra?"
"Aw, c'mon, Karyn, you know why..."
Karyn just smiled pleadingly.
"It's because of my mom, she thinks it's the modest thing to do. She even makes me wear a bikini top when I go swimming because she doesn't think I should be going around topless."
Karyn thought that was the craziest thing she'd ever heard.
"Do you like wearing it?"
"Not a first, I was really embarrassed, but you and some of the other girls helped me out and made me feel accepted. Now I look forward to going shopping at Victoria's Secret with you."
Karyn now wondered if bras were the only feminine article of clothing Jon wore.
"Jon, do you wear boxers, briefs, or...."
"Usually boxers, especially if I'm just hanging around, but you know, sometimes when I want to match, like if I'm going on a date or something..."
"What, Jon?"
"You know, you helped me pick out my lucky panties."
Karyn laughed uncontrollably. "I wish Jon would show me what he's wearing under his clothes right now."
"What?! Karyn!" Jon, unable to control his actions, removed his shirt and pants. He stood there in a matching lacy black bra and panties set, looking embarrassed.
Just then his mother came in the front door.
"JON! What are you doing?!"
