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I'm just not ready for this

This is a big step for us.
Am I ready for all that this entails? I'm just not sure.
When approached with the idea, it sounded exciting.
"Let's just try this..."
"I really think it's best."

So I decided I'd give it a shot.

It does seem like a good deal. Obviously this moment is what we've been preparing for over the last year. Now it's just figuring out if this particular one fits me.
I've finally arrived at the place I've been anticipating for months...
Victoria Secret.

Salesgirl Stephanie's enthusiasm was enough to reel me in. She even handed me an entire box of the luxurious undergarments that would fit my new size. Best sellers in fact. I was like a kid in a candy store...or like myself in a candy store even, it was overwhelming. Trying on ones with lace and cups smaller than my head was exhilarating. I turned sideways, put my cotton tee back on and checked out the perif view. Glory.

Go time. Make a decision. I'm already invested (enough of an investment that Steph has seen the new goods) and I should be ready to embark on this phase, according to experts.

Except that we're not ready-yes, we. Sure the current wireless and seamless isn't all that attractive, but we've got a bond going on. We've spent two months together, proceeding the month of my ex-surgical sports bra of course.

And so, I hung my head, and slowly exited the velvet dressing (more like undressing) room.
"I'm sorry. I'm just not ready for this. Good bye."

Comments

Rowdy said…
one day your boobs will be classily encased again.

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