CHAPTER TWO: RISHA
“W
hat do you think, Risha?”
Carefully sliding in my earrings, I peered past my reflection as Cynthia draped herself elegantly along my door frame. Her sleek, ruby red dress clung to her form, and a pair of black heels gave her the few inches she needed to pull it off. The slit up her leg revealed a tantalizing view of her thigh, and I secured my jewelry before shaking my head.
“I think everyone will be too busy looking at your butt to realize you don’t have boobs anymore.” Giggling as she stuck out her tongue, I picked at my hair for a moment before turning to her fully. “Seriously, though- you look beautiful. You always look beautiful, Cynthia.”
“Thanks. I wasn’t sure about it because it sags a little where my t**s are supposed to be, but the lady at the store gav
