Once again Megan felt the conflict brewing within her. The way the day had been going, every item of clothing was feeling more and more precious to her, but on the other hand, she didn't want to risk drawing attention to the lack of extra clothing in the booth.
"Yes," she muttered slowly, "of course."
Frank beamed at her, before turning away, stepping out of the booth, and pulling the curtain closed once again giving her a moment of privacy.
Megan bit her lip and then let out a sigh, before tugging down the dress enough to gain access to her bra. With mirrors on all sides she couldn't avoid watching as she unhooked it, her large bust spilling out into the open air of the changing room.
As quickly as possible she tugged the dress back up to cover them, dropping her bra on top of her T-shirt, and then finally taking a proper look in the mirror.
He was right, of course. The dress did look better without the green bra straps poking out, although with it being a little tight she was revealing a lot more cleavage than she would usually like. Carefully she tugged it up a little more, before stepping out of the changing room.
"What do you think?" She asked cautiously as Frank looked in her direction.
"Wow, you look great!" He beamed, looking her up and down. "That dress is totally you. I can take you to the cash register to ring it up right away if you like?"
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