Too bad. Irene's life would be so much better if Cindy had entered it earlier.

Isn't she lovely? Cindy gives her an inspecting glance from head to toe and shrugs. She doesn't disapprove, but women aren't usually her thing to navelgaze. Irene's tits are nice, though, but Cindy knows hers are better.

"I have the coloring for whatever the fuck I want," she replies with a overly confident tone, taking a moment to palm one breast just because she can. Now this dress she'll drop marks for.