Chapter Forty-Six

In this motion, she had clicked forward to the last side of her presentation. There were two pictures, next to each other. One was of my girlfriend, again in her underwear, smiling at herself in the mirror, happy with the image she was presenting, her slim body still clad in her frumpy underwear. Next to this picture was one of Lisa, also in my girlfriend's underwear, her luscious body barely contained by the garments. She had a smirk on her face, as if she knew that she had her competition beat. Knowing she was superior to the woman next to her in every way. Her huge, soft, mammoth jugs overflowing the cotton bra, the pressure they were exerting nearly shredding it. Her rock hard n*pples were pointing outward beneath the garment, as if she loved showing off other women's inferiority. On one side, my girlfriend, looking cute in her practical underwear. On the other side was Lisa, eyes glimmering with dark intentions, he lips curled wickedly, her body rocking the shit out of a bra an