Laverne lay on her bed, flipping through a magazine and trying to pretend that she wasn't waiting for her roommate to finish up in the bathroom. Not because she needed to get in there, but because Shirley was taking a shower, and she always exited wearing only her bathrobe.
Oh for those few brief moments of seeing Shirley nearly in the nude, as she pulled her panties and jeans up under the robe, then undid the sash to reveal her barely there cleavage. She would hang the robe over the end of her bed then cross the room, naked from the waist up, to retrieve a bra from her bureau. Before covering herself, Shirley would often lift her breasts from underneath and say to them, "If only you were bigger."
Laverne couldn't disagree more. She loved the size of Shirley's breasts. She loved the size of Shirley's everything, and she longed to reach out to caress her roommate's tender skin...to massage those small breasts...to run her fingers over Shirley's flat belly and kiss her lips.
More than anything, she longed to see Shirley completely naked - no robe, no jeans, no panties. As Shirley entered the bedroom ans began to dress, Laverne stole occasional glances at her half naked roommate, wondering if total nudity would ever be possible.