In a short moment, I found myself stretching my arms to lengths they could only reach while Rianne measured and examined every part of my body. At first, it felt uncomfortable having some stranger’s hands venture out on me, but I got used to it and relaxed as she made her way to my chest, measuring it. I held my hands up high for her to do it properly.
She smiled at me, appreciating it before going back to her job, having a stern look on her face whilst jotting down the measurements on her dented notebook. Her hands went lower, I could feel her burning gaze down to my stomach.
The cold plastic measuring type wrapped around my waist, tightening it to get the exact measurement. I looked down on her as she looked up to me, she gave me a warm smile, “You have a very nice figure,” she said th
