"Here you go, dude," Matt said, handing Sydney a lump of clothes. She just took them in stride, not even thinking about the fact that he called her "dude" again. "I'll be back in the restaurant. I saw this totally hot girl in there. I think she's into me," he said, then headed back towards the building.
Sydney just couldn't believe the arrogance of that guy. He actually talked about another girl right in front of her, like it didn't even matter that she was standing right there. This was definitely the last time she ever went out with that guy.
She stopped and thought about that for a second. Why would she be on a date with Matt? She wasn't gay. Wait a minute, she thought. What's going on? It's not gay for a girl to date a guy.
Sydney's thoughts soon faded away as her attention drifted back to the clothes from Matt's car. She got into the backseat of the car and shut the door, then proceeded to strip. First to go were her shoes, then her skirt. She remembered putting them on that afternoon, but now they just felt wrong for some reason. Then, as she was about to pull her T-shirt off (but then decided not to), she felt the bra that was underneath.
"What the hell?" she muttered, feeling the straps and the cups of the bra under her shirt. How the hell did this thing get on her? She quickly unfastened the bra and pulled it off. "That's better," she said, apparently not noticing how her C-cup breasts (now unsupported) hung from her chest, encased only in a tight T-shirt. Under normal circumstances, she wouldn't be caught dead going out braless. But these were hardly normal circumstances. As far as she was concerned, she didn't need a bra.
She looked down at her underwear and was once again shocked. She was wearing panties. What the hell had gotten into her that day? If someone had seen her ... her reputation would be ruined. She was about to take them off, but stopped herself when she realized that Matt hadn't given her any underwear. Of course, really, she wasn't surprised by that. What guy would give his underwear to another person to wear?
Sydney put on the pair of boy's jeans she got from Matt, hoping that it did a good enough job hiding the panties (she'd just change them later when she got back to her dorm room), then put on the pair of socks and spare shoes. Now she was ready to go back into the restaurant and join Matt. Maybe that girl he was talking about has a sister, she thought with a smile.
