Jeanne was smiling as she blushed, looking through a rack herself, but she took the micro-bikini and eyed it critically, wondering if it would fit her too large top, and if it would be too small even if it did.
"No. I am still not looking, ecven if they look."
She blushed, because she did notice it, all the time, now; the stares, the admiration, and she was still uncomfortable, even if, after playing with Belle and Alex a few times, it did not seem so strange to think about guys or girls that way, like this.
She felt a little weird, a twinge in her stomach but ignored it as she pondered the bikini, then grinned.
"I should try this one. Any others you would reccommend?"