669小说网

第8部分（第3页）

Still；　it　seemed　mean　not　to　reciprocate　when　Elise　had　invited　her　to　help　try　on　jeans。

Elise　wrinkled　up　her　nose　at　the　Leis。　？Those　are　way　too　fake　looking。？

？So　what　do　you　want　to　do？？　Jenny　asked；　tossing　the　jeans　on　the　bench　in　the　back　of　the

narrow　dressing　room。

Elise　buttoned　up　her　uniform　and　slid　her　feet　into　her　prissy　black　flats。　It　amazed　Jenny　how

neat…and…sweet…little…school…girl　Elise　appeared　until　you　got　to　know　her。

？I？m　keeping　the　Sevens。　I　know　they　don？t　fit　now；　but　I？m　planning　to　lose　ten　pounds　before

the　end　of　the　year。　Andyou？re　going　to　help　me。？

Jenny　nodded。　It　wasn？t　like　she　didn？t　ever　buy　stuff　that　was　too　small。

Yes；　it？s　calledaspirational　shopping。　Every　girl　with　ambition　does　it。

The　dressing　rooms　in　the　lingerie　department　were　dirty；　cramped；　and　badly　lit。　With　her　back

to　Elise；　Jenny　pulled　her　cornflower　blue　V…neck　J。　Crew　sweater　over　her　head　and　threw　it　on

the　stool　in　the　corner。　Then　she　pulled　her　white　Gap　T…shirt　off　and　dropped　it　on　the　floor；

crossing　her　arms　over　her　breasts　self…consciously。

？Which　one　do　you　want　to　try　on　first？？　Elise　asked；　sorting　through　the　plastic　hangers　that

Jenny　had　hastily　snatched　up　with　businesslike　efficiency。　？The　lacy　black　one　with　the　funky

clasp　or　the　fy　white　cotton　one　with　the　extrawide　straps？？

？Just　hand　me　the　black　one；？　Jenny　mumbled；　reaching　behind　her　to　retrieve　the　bra。　She

unhooked　the　ugly　beige　supersupportive　Bali　bra　she　was　wearing　and　let　it　fall　to　the　floor；

fumbling　with　the　black　bra　while　trying　to　keep　the　insides　of　her　elbows　pressed　against　her

ribcage　to　cover　herself。　The　straps　on　the　black　bra　were　shortened　all　the　way；　and　the　clasp　was

a　strange　gold　metal　contraption　instead　of　the　normal　hook　and　eye。　Jenny　glanced　up　to　find

Elise　watching　her　in　the　mirror。　The　dressing　room　had　mirrors　on　three　sides；　so　it　wasn？t　like

Jenny　was　really　achieving　anything　by　turning　her　back。

？Want　some　help？？　Elise　took　a　step　forward。

Jenny？s　back　was　rigid。　She　could　pretty　much　forget　about　being　modest。　Elise　was　going　to　see

her　boobs　no　matter　what。　She　let　her　arms　drop　and　turned　around；　full　frontal。　？Help　me　loosen

the　straps？？　she　asked；　trying　to　sound　nonchalant。　She　handed　Elise　the　bra；　her　breasts　hanging

in　front　of　her　like　fully　risen　loaves　of　sourdough　bread。　She　had　to　admit　it　felt　slightly　liberating。

Slightly　liberating　and　totally　embarrassing。

Elise　set　to　work　adjusting　the　bra；　not　even　trying　to　hide　the　fact　that　she　was　staring　at　Jenny？s

boobs　at　the　same　time。　？Wow。　They　reallyare　big；？　she　observed。　？How　can　you　be　so　tiny　and

have　such　big　bobos？？

Jenny　put　her　hands　on　her　hips　and　stared　back　at　Elise；　trying　to　e　up　with　a　smart　retort；