But even though her round and soft breasts were in plain sight, I ignored her chest that was heaving up and down and bursting out of her half-opened blouse for now and gave the warm bra I had in my hand to Camila and said,
"Here...Now you don't have to worry that your daughter will roam around wearing such clothing ever again, and as a suggestion, the next time she buys clothes, you can also ask her for the receipt and pictures of what she bought to be safe."
"Huh? What am I going to do with such a dirty thing?" Camila poked the bra while wondering how anyone could wear such a revealing piece of cloth. "Just throw it in the trash or the compost pit outside, since I don't need such a shameful cloth in my house as it would only make my house filthy if it stayed here."
"No... think it's better if you keep it."
