”My! Look at you!” Zoey squealed, scanning me from head to toe.

My cheeks flushed standing in front of her full body sized mirror. She made me wear her heels and some of her what she calls ‘go-see’ clothes.

”My clothes are still a bit loose because of your tiny frame. You want to shop for clothes?” she casually asked.

I harshly shook my head in disapproval. “No. I think I have a pair of jeans at home and this top. I need to borrow your heels though.” I said.

”Oh, you can ...