Just the bra

She fished the bra from the bottom of the chest. It was black, quite fancy. Again, it was too tight for her, but she could just about close the clasp behind her back. Her boobs got squished a little, and the strap dug into her skin, but at least she wasn't walking around with her nipples out. She left the socks behind. Now, she could focus on covering up her remaining private parts with both hands. The girl was now just openly eyeing her.

"Sooo... I wasn't going to say anything, but... What are you doing?" She asked, seeming somewhat annoyed.

"I lost my bra. Good thing it was here." Lia retorted quickly and brashly.

"Right, how about the rest of your clothes?"

"Oh. They are... in my locker!"

"Okay whatever." She said, zipping up her vest and leaving Lia alone in the changing room.