Let's grab something to eat

Levy and I decide to eat at Tomas‘s Coffee. It is a lovely little place where they serve delicious cake.

On our way there I had the weird feeling as if someone was pinching my buttocks. But there was nobody, so I guess it was just my imagination.

The odd thing was that from time to time Levy jumps up an rubs her behind like someone had pinched it as well, I guess the creep the clothing store did get to us.

The people on the street where staring at us. How can blame them, my classy slutty cow-theme swimsuit hug my curves perfectly and life nothing to the imagination. The best was, that the bells attached to my exposed nipples ring by every step I take. I was impressed how much guys ask if they could milk my udders, its rare that man pay attention to my clothing, they normally just try to get a gaze at my bobbies and don’t care in what they are warped in. But thus guys even read the tag, that hung in the valley of my gazongas. It just show that this was probably the cutest outfit someone could wish to have.

Levy on the other hand was a whole different story. Her child sized bikini bottom could every second expose her privates and every step she takes increase the risk to do so. She looked like a exhibitionistic hussy in this getup.

But she doesn’t seem to mind and how am I to judge my best friend, if she want to look like a cheap slut, so be it.

Good thing that we nearly at Tomas. When we are in, we can at least escape the rude gazes that are aiming for Levy.