Valerie gave Percy a queer look as he covered his mouth and turned away, his shoulders shaking as he ever so slightly choked on his food until his face turned a different colour, before finally managing to get it down with marginal crumb spraying.
She knew she looked awful, but was it really that bad? Maybe it was.
She shifted uncomfortably in the elegant dress, which clung to her figure perfectly and highlighted her 'curves'. At least that's what Lucy had said when she forced her into it, but in Valerie's mind it just highlighted how skinny she was.
Especially compared to the some of the girls with the heaving, mountains of silicone on their chest that was desperately trying to leap out of their tiny, tiny dresses.
It was still creepy how that boutique woman had managed to get her measurements just from touching her, and fixed this dress up at Lucy's request.
