It is only when I have opened my blouse that I realize what bra I am wearing. And it’s not professional at all. Shit. It’s a Christmassy red bra that says MERRY on one boob, and XMAS on the other boob. It was a joke gift from my sister Juniper, who designs funny underwear. All my other good bras were in the laundry today. My other sister, Noelle, scolded me and insisted I wash them. Just my luck—I only wash my bras once a year, and it happened to be this week.
She's giving him a peep show and a sales presentation
