Mary's alarm buzzed to life. Groaning, she reached out from her comfortable covers, grabbing the phone and silencing it. Five more minutes, she thought. Then a knock sounded at the door. "Mary! Wake up, honey. You need to get ready. Dad has to leave early for work, remember? So you've got to go to school early," her mother's voice sounded across the door before it clicked open. "Honey, wake up."

Mary's face was clearly sour. "Ugh, alright, Mom. I'm up. Can you go away?" her mother nodded, closing the door. Her footsteps padded down the hall away from Mary's room. She rose, revealing why she wanted her mother to leave. Her exposed breasts bounced to attention as she moved, throwing the covers away. She revealed the rest of her body, rising from the bed and heading to the closet.

"What to wear, what to wear," she mumbled to herself, throwing the closet open.