Samantha's POV
As Sally was giving her the training wears. She explained that it was hers when she was very young, so it was tight in a considerable way for me. Then I knew that Sally wasn't so slim when she was young for her clothes to fit into my body even though it was a bit tight. It was showcasing my cleavage. Looking at the leather, it was an old one but of good quality.
When we got to Sally's room, I expected her to start scolding me but she didn't even say a word. My tears are gone but my heart still hurts.
"If you want anyone to talk to, you know I'm here right?" Was what she said.
" You are not angry?" I asked, surprised.
I almost got her into trouble after she had warned me. So I did not expect her to say I should talk to her but I should have known. Sally is indeed a moth
