I didn't feel comfortable not knowing if my top was sabotaged or not. Maybe I was being paranoid, but I really didn't want Lisa, Alicia, or Carrie to jump out from some secret hiding place to rub it in my face that I was topless in public again. I needed a new shirt.
Since I was looking at dresses, I started moving to the proper section of the department store. The shirts were so expensive, though! The only reasonably priced ones were the stupid shirts that had stupid phrases printed on them.
"Pet my pussy."
"I see you've already met the twins."
"Here I am! Now, what are your other two wishes."
All of them were horrible, but they were cheap. Also, they were on sale.
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