I had never known anyone to like colourful things as much as Camille. Her bright yellow wardrobe was filled with so many colourful dresses that they would make a rainbow have low self esteem. Not one single dark coloured outfit was in sight. She must definitely be pissed with the bleak colours of the maids uniform. Black and white.
"Wow" I gasp and she squeals in excitement.
"I know right. They are so gorgeous!" She pulls out a bright pink dress and shoves them into my hands "try this one out" she paused, raking her eyes over my frame like a scrutinizing hawk. She turns her head from side to side and places a finger under her chin in thought
"you're too bony in the chest" then she yanks the dress out of my hands. She pushes her boobs up and licks her lips.
The need to yank her hair ou
