Ch. 3

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  • Dedicated to Lee Hae Sung
                                    

            Honestly, Sarah has never been so excited for a date in her life. Any minute, Clay would be at the door waiting to take her out to God knows where, while Tracy of all people was staying at home because she had no date on a Sunday night. Was it bad that she couldn’t help but laugh at the idea? It was like a parallel universe gone to Sarah’s favor.  Normally she’d be freaking out and trying to hide away from the whole idea, but she stood in front of her mirror wearing a nice little purple dress that went just above the knee and black flats. If it was Tracy’s choice, she’d be going to the date in heels and had her breasts half way out of the dress. But Sarah took her ground and refused to allow her to control the outfit and made her sit and be quiet while she put the dress on.

            Tracy smiled as she pulled her knees up to her chest while sitting in the middle of the bed, eyeing her best friend like a proud mama bear. “You look so~o pretty.” She smiled. “You have a nice ass too. Why don’t you ever show it off?”

            Sarah quickly moved to hide it, looking at her with her mouth gapped open. “Don’t look!” Her cheeks went red.

            Tracy smiled and stood, eyeing her. “Wait here.” She said, leaving the room for a brief moment before coming back with a small pink box. “I’ll let you borrow these.” She opened the box and Sarah moved to stand next to her, looking to see what was inside.

            “What the hell are those?” She wrinkled her nose.

            They looked someone cut the skin off of a woman’s breasts and made them rubber and put them in a box. To her they looked very creepy.

            Tracy took them out and handed them to her. “You put them in your bra and they make you look bigger and fuller. And let’s be honest, you could use the help.”

            Sarah glared, taking them and feeling them. They felt so weird, and looked creepy. “Isn’t that cheating? And do you always wear them?”

            “No, not really. Depends on the dress I’m wearing at the time. And for you, they are not cheating. It’s not like you are going to sleep with him or anything.” Tracy looked behind her, hearing the door knock which made her grin brightly. “Hurry and put them in.” She said, quickly hurrying out of the room.

            Sarah’s stomach did a complete back flip, looking at the weird bits of rubber in her hands, sighing and quickly putting them in and looking one last time in the mirror before going out, seeing Tracy opening the door and in stepped Clay, wearing a black button up shirt with a black jacket and black slacks. Tracy started to fix her hair, looking flustered which was a first for Sarah to see. She has never seen her flustered at the sight of man. Sarah walked up, smiling at him as she picked up her purse. “Hey.”

            Clay smiled at her, eyeing her up and down. “Hey, you look great.”

            Tracy looked between the two, smiling like a little girl before speaking up. “So you’re Clay?”

            Clay looked at Tracy and nodded, holding out a hand. “Yes. And you are…?”

            “Tracy.” She took his hand and shook it. “Take care of my little girl, now.” She warned, giving him the stink eye.

            Clay smiled weakly at her, noticing Sarah growing flustered as she looked away from them. “I’ll be sure to take great care of her.” He looked down and saw Tails rubbing against his pants leg.

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