Tina sighed, then went into the stall and tried them all on. She was thirty-four B. She changed back into the slightly baggy bra she'd stolen from that farmhouse, then came out. "I'm a thirty-four B." she told Keiko.
"That's cool. Totally unlike myself, but whatever. You're talking to an ex-prostitute. What do you expect me to say? 'Me too'?" Keiko laughed and walked over to the small sports bra section.
Tina shrugged. "Yeah. I suppose I shouldnt have." She laughed. "So you're done with the prostitution thing? Good; that's not really a very good way to make monay, with all the diseases going around."
"Yeah, well, I haven't done that since... a few years ago. After my mother died, I stopped." Keiko said, handing a few bras to Tina, making sure they were the right size.
Tina nodded."Oh. Actually, I don't know what I'll do for a living now.." She shook her head. "Our lives are all... s.crewed up, sorta. I don't know what I should expect anymore."
Tina scowled. "No, I'll think of something better than that... I have to. I won't force you to go f*ck random guys for money, even if you've done it before."