“I am still blown away that you don’t way three hundred pounds with her cooking for you,” Tracey mused with a big smile. “I think I have put on a few pounds this week.” She pouted and looked down at her soft tummy.
“Me? What am I doing?” She cast a glance over her shoulder at where Heidi laid on the bed. She couldn’t help but smirk because she knew exactly what she was doing and it was seeming to have an effect. “I am just trying to decide what to where,” she said with mock innocence.
As she looked through the drawer of clothes she had brought with her, Tracey wondered how much she should show. She wanted to get Heidi going but didn’t want to act like a slag.
Bending at the waist, she turned away slightly so Heidi couldn’t see anything. Taking out a pair of knickers and a bra, she announced. “These should do.” Instead of putting them on, she set them on the dresser and continued looking.