Chapter 31 - Chris

1 week later…

“Christine Loup, I know you’re not wearing a sports bra under a dress shirt. What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Summer cries out the second that she walks into my office. Today is my first official meeting with the our area leadership, including the elders. I’m dressed in a knee-length, navy blue skirt that flares around my knees paired with a red dress shirt and red kitten heels. And yes, I have a sports bra on under my dress shirt.

“I know it isn’t the most flattering, but it’s the only bra that fits. My boobs have gotten huge out of fucking nowhere. None of my bras fit. I’m spilling out everywhere. And what makes it worse is that they hurt. I’ve had to wear a sports bra to bed the past few nights,” I say.

“They are looking rather voluptuous,” JoJo agrees.

“Voluptuous? Shit, she could go swimming without a life jacket. She’s got built in floatation devices,” Fati exclaims loudly.

I flip her the bird as Summer looks at me critically. “They ha