She's impressed

“That’s a pretty spot on Ino impression,” said Sakura. Sakura saw me squeezing the corner and shook her head.

“Come on, my ass isn’t that big,” said Sakura. I laughed nervously as my eyes finally regarded her waist. The black tactical pants she was wearing didn’t reveal any skin, but they did seem a size or two too small. Which wasn’t the worst thing.

“Your pants may say otherwise,” I said. Shit, that was too much. Sakura wasn’t my friend. And that comment was sort of creepy from a stranger.

Sakura regarded me without a word for a second.