After Gladys walked down a half a block, she made an abrupt turn to her right and walked into one of the more wealthy sections of the neighborhood, the kind of houses that had three floors or three-car garages.
She walked past three houses, then stopped at the fourth house and walked in. A woman was in the kitchen, eating her breakfast, but she didn't even notice Gladys as she walked up the stairs to the second floor. And Gladys is certainly not hard to miss.
The very large girl then walked into the bedroom belonging to Sarah McMillan.
She took off all her clothes, then headed for the closet. After she opened it, she pulled out the clothes that she intended on wearing that day, which consisted of a pair of thong panties, a large push-up bra underneath a tight body-hugging shirt, a pleated miniskirt that was just too short, and a pair of 4-inch heels. Surprisingly, all of Sarah's clothes seemed to stretch just enough to fit Gladys' large body.
Suddenly, she felt different. Pretty, powerful. She felt like she could do anything she wanted and the world was just putty in her hands.
About fifteen minutes into class, Athena watched as Sarah McMillan rose out of her seat and left the classroom. The teacher saw the whole thing, but she didn't ask where Sarah was going or even tried to stop her.
