" I got up, went to my room, got my cloths ready, and went to the bathroom to take my shower. As I undressed, for the first time I actually noticed my...body. I went to the floor to ceiling mirror, and started checking my body. I looked horrible. My hair was a mess, I had a flat chest, and I have no hips. Anything a boy would find attractive, I lacked. I sighed, and climbed into the shower. I turned the water on, and was hit with a horribly rude awakening. It was freezing. I turned the cold water. We were sitting on the sofa and started talking about normal stuff.After some time I have asked her about her divorce. She started telling me and she burst out into tears. I went and sat beside her and wiped off her tears.She leaned on my shoulder. She was wearing a track and t-shirt. I kept my hand in her hand and trying to console her.After some time she held me tightly and I kept my hand on her back. In this process, I came to know that she is not wearing any bra. I consoled her by saying. "I was wearing a stripe tie with a stripe shirt."When I said. "Whats wrong with that?" The entire office started to erupt with laughter. Thats when I realised that I was a fashion idiot.When you go to a private school for eight years and wear the same uniform everyday, I guess you can get a little out of touch with what you're wearing. Compounding that factor, when I went to high school, most of the Kids there had also gone to private grade school and fashion never seemed to be a topic.There. "Fuck," Amy said under her breath. Louder, she called, "Be right there!" Why couldn't the universe just let her cum? She washed her hands and rushed out to the counter to help the customer. She had hoped that she could go finish up after he had left, but other customers started drifting in steadily. The pace kept up for another hour or so. Then, about 15 minutes before her shift was supposed to end, in walked the black man from the day before. He was tall, with a shaved head and a thin.