Amarie dropped her frock on the chair and picked up the new one and began to wriggle into it.
"oof, this is tight," she said. She sucked in a breath and fastened the busk, then fluffed up the ragged skirts and gave her boobs a bit of a hitch. She looked in the mirror and grinned.
"Okay," she said, "hang on."
The phone camera whizzed and clicked and she looked at the picture and squealed with laughter. She took two more in various poses, checked to make sure they were decent then fired them off to Travis.