Clary Makes Her Move

Chapter 5

Disclaimer for all MI stuff.

Clary was sad to think she was going to miss drinking in the sight of him. She set her sights on something, anything to take her mind off of him. She tried homework, she tried watching TV, reading, but none of it kept her mind from wandering back to Jace.

Finally she began cleaning up her room and that helped a bit. She found an old costume on the floor. She picked it up. It was a French Maid costume that she wore for a school play. As she played around with it, holding it up to see if she could still fit into it, she decided to try it on. It was more then snug, OK, it was tight and short, but she looked far from ridiculous. That's when she got the idea.

She turned on her computer and placed the camera on top and clicked on skype. She waited for Jace to log on. She thought she was now appropriately dressed to finish her cleaning and she organized her books. She heard the familiar blip, Jace was coming onto Skype. She straightened out her outfit and stood close to the camera and leaned forward, pulling down her neckline to show more cleavage and then clicked on. Jace's face came up, he was drinking soda from a can and looking at his screen when spray went all over. Clary smiled. The smaller video screen showed all boob, her exposed flesh brimming out of the costume. She watched as he used a white athletic sock to wipe the computer down as she spoke,

"Clary? Is that you?"

"Can't you see me?" she asked backing away and sitting down.

"I thought I logged onto some porn site." he laughed.

"You visit that often, do you?" she asked.

"What, no, I mean...: "he stuttered.

"Oh right," she smirked back at him. "How's the soda?"

"All right, you got me. You saw that, huh?" said Jace.

"Live!" she answered and then started to laugh.

"Yeah, you got me good, minx" said Jace. Clary stood up and backed away from the computer so he could see the whole costume.

"How do you like the latest in what the minx about town is wearing?" asked Clary. Jace is speechless and watching. Then he adds,

"I think I have hit the porn site." he said. Clary dances in a circle for a minute.

"Hey, does this turn you on?" asked Clary.

"Yes" he answered.

"Hm, maybe I have found my true calling, surprise smut calls." said Clary with a giggle.

"OK. " said Jace, not quite sure what to do with that line.

"Look, there is even ruffle panties." said Clary as she turns her back to the camera and bends over .

"Nisssssssssssse." said Jace as he leans in closer to his computer.

"Well, this has been fun, but this dress really is small and it hurts. I want to take it off. I'll talk with you another time." said Clary.

"Wait, wait, wait." said a distressed Jace.

Clary bent back to the camera half way down the front of the dress.

"What?" said Clary.

"Don't go." said Jace.

"Alright, but I can't have you watching me undress. Here." said Clary as she placed a t shirt over the camera, careful to let it peek a bit to the right, then she stepped to the right and turned her back.

"Good, now you can't see me, but we can still talk." said Clary. She really had to hold back the giggles.

Jace was quite as he watched. She unzipped the back and then slid the arms down to her waist.

"What did you have for dinner?" she asked the lame question through muffled giggles.

Her back was completely bare, no bra. She pushed the dress over her hips and it fell to the floor. She stepped out in just the ruffled panties. Then she pulled them down and she was left in a bright purple thong and her long red hair down her back. Jace had not answered her. She had a smile ear to ear.

She swung her hair back and forth a bit, when Clary was pretty sure Jace as drooling about now. She turned quickly and stepped out of the range of the camera. That was when she heard it, thud, thud, thud. She wasn't sure of everything that landed on the floor, except for one, Jace. Then she finally let out herself laugh. She put on a t-shirt and sweat pants and she sat back down at her desk. She removed the short and looked around. One hand on the desk and then Jace popped into view as he picked up books and her chair.

"Why Jace, what happened?" asked Clary innocently.

"Oh, you know Fray. " said Jace sounding wounded. "You set me up. All's fair in love and war, Clary. Watch out."

"Tag, you're it." said Clary, feeling childish when she clicked end of skype. She smiled to herself. She missed Jace and hoped he wouldn't take too long to come over to her house.