Bernice

J: “Wait your jealous of Bernice’s boobs? I have a lil bit of interesting information that may surprise you about her.”

Joey walked over to the suitcase that he had been busy stashing the young ladies underwear in, and he reached into it and held up a rather decently padded nude colored strapless bra. He walked back over to the topless bride, swinging the reasonably heavy undergarment around his finger.

J: “Do you have any idea who’s padded wonder this nude bra belongs to?”

A: “No, I’m assuming one of my bridesmaids since we both know that white one on your bed is my bra for the weekend.”

Joey laughs a lil, “This heavy padded strapless nude bra is none other than your bestie, Bernice’s bra for tonight. And if you look inside, you may notice the biggest surprise about her, past leaving her underwear around my room.”

Alexa grabs the bra, taking a look at the tag on the inside of the bra, and looks back up at Joey. Alexa just smirks at the false size portrayed by the label.

A: “Wow I was jealous of that lie? That bra is the same as my prior size except with padding & sewn in cutlets. Ha I can’t believe Bernice has faked her boob size all these years.”

J: “Yeah I noticed quick when I took it off of her. But enough about that phony, Lex, it’s time for you to earn your modesty & decency for your wedding. It’s time for you first to…”