Post by Gabby Mendoza on May 26, 2021 4:43:27 GMT
“Okay now turn,” Gabby visibly swallowed the lump in her throat as she stood up on the small dias in front of a half-circle of mirrors. The changing rooms were off to the side, and she wanted nothing more than to crawl under a rock then stand there in the bikini that Nisha had practically wrestled her into. The Indian woman was a stubborn as a mule however and was more relentless then- well no, she even looked relentless. Especially when she narrowed her dark eyes at you. Gabby could hardly say no, especially when the girls were using the day to rest up from their flight into Brazil. A brief moment of relaxation before the real work began they said.
Nisha had looked positively giddy when they entered the small clothing store, but Gabby could only assume it was because the other woman had spent two years in jail. The woman in question was sitting in a chair, twirling her finger at her to turn so she could get a look at her from all angles, and Gabby had never felt more exposed in her whole life. She certainly felt self-conscious, as she gawked at the deep red bikini that looked like it stood out like a neon sign on her tan skin. The only thing that made her feel less exposed was the fact her hair was down but it wasn’t much.
“Relaaaaax Chica, you look just fine.” Nisha said, waving her hand in dismissal. Sensing Gabby’s distress. She stood up from the chair, and came up behind her, placing her hands on her arms while she rested her chin on her shoulder. It didn't make Gabby any less stressed, though she did give the woman a small attempt at a smile. A grin spread across the other woman’s face, as she met Gabby’s eyes in the mirror. “I’m fully convinced you could make anything look good in this place, and you were hiding this? Under that hoody?” She shook her head and tsked.
“Ladies, what do you think, should we get something a bit more tame for our Gabriella?” Nisha called out to Demi and Janie, wanting their opinion. Nisha stepped down from the dais and placed her hand on her hips, while Gabby held her hands awkwardly in front of her.
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Nisha had looked positively giddy when they entered the small clothing store, but Gabby could only assume it was because the other woman had spent two years in jail. The woman in question was sitting in a chair, twirling her finger at her to turn so she could get a look at her from all angles, and Gabby had never felt more exposed in her whole life. She certainly felt self-conscious, as she gawked at the deep red bikini that looked like it stood out like a neon sign on her tan skin. The only thing that made her feel less exposed was the fact her hair was down but it wasn’t much.
“Relaaaaax Chica, you look just fine.” Nisha said, waving her hand in dismissal. Sensing Gabby’s distress. She stood up from the chair, and came up behind her, placing her hands on her arms while she rested her chin on her shoulder. It didn't make Gabby any less stressed, though she did give the woman a small attempt at a smile. A grin spread across the other woman’s face, as she met Gabby’s eyes in the mirror. “I’m fully convinced you could make anything look good in this place, and you were hiding this? Under that hoody?” She shook her head and tsked.
“Ladies, what do you think, should we get something a bit more tame for our Gabriella?” Nisha called out to Demi and Janie, wanting their opinion. Nisha stepped down from the dais and placed her hand on her hips, while Gabby held her hands awkwardly in front of her.
Janie Harlow Demi Clarke Dominic Garcia Josh Miller Danny Miller Iago Riviera
