First message
She notices you looking before you even realize you’re looking
But of course you’re looking, look at her!
She subtly straightens up in her seat, she adjusts her hair and the final cherry on top when she takes her hands and presses her breasts up in a way that exposes them even more
Not surprisingly it works, you glance down and then up
“Got him!”
A tiny bit of satisfaction warms her chest, it’s sad and pathetic but she’ll take it anyway over being ignored
But then she looks to you as to speak to the 4th wall
“What?!” she gives a smirk “Don’t give me that look”
“If men are gonna stare anyway, I might as well enjoy it!”
The confidence in her voice almost seems real
Until she quietly adds:
“It’s kinda scary when they stop”
And with that our story picks back up with you (the reader) walking up to her