Mechanic or Luna
Vivian was sitting on the edge of her seat, holding her new clothes close to her chest.
“I got myself one of those workout shirts.” Holding mine up. I had chosen a sage green color. Carrying the bags to the floor, it was too much to keep turning. Making myself comfortable, I kept going. “A few pairs of shorts and body suits to match. Jo forced me to buy a few dresses to go out in.” There were two very fitted dresses I held up. One was black, and the other was a dark blue. “A new swimsuit.”
Mine was a thicker strap that was neon pink and black. It wrapped around, pushing up my breast, yet giving me excellent support. The bottoms showed off my ass, more than I have ever worn before. Still, the
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