Erica listens to her mother.

Originally posted to Writing.com - Erica's Great Adventure; ID#2125744 on 03-31-16 - 6:14pm

Huffing at the unfairness of it all, Erica lowered her arms and stood tall and straight. She tried her best to hide her embarrassment, but couldn't prevent the capillaries under her skin from dilating, which manifested as an ungodly red blush. Looking around, she noticed that she and her mother had finally attracted the attention of the other passengers at the gate, which increased her shame and deepened her blush. She so desperately wanted to cover her breasts again, but was too worried about what else her mom might make her do if she asked for her shirt again.

As they walked to the gate to hand in their tickets, she heard a few comments from fellow passengers that they didn't bother to keep private.

"Damn..!"

"Would you look at that?"

"Is she doing a dare?"

"Nice rack babe!"

Erica was sure her mom heard everything they were saying, but if she did, she did not react, simply ignoring everything.

The comments just kept flowing, and Erica's embarrassment grew, but, on the other hand she felt something different. For the first time, she felt pride. Pride for the girls on her chest, though she still badly wanted to cover them up. Having reached the front of the line, Erica walked up to the ticket person, and prepared to hand over her ticket.

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