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"They have a really good selection of sleazy underwear
and we have to start at the bottom and work our way up. Gotta lay a
good foundation, you know."
"OK, I'm totally in your hands", I replied.
"Not yet, but maybe later you'll know how right you are",
was Laurie's reply. I didn't quite know how to take that remark.
When we entered the lingerie shop the young clerk greeted us
saying, "Hello, Laurie, back so soon? I see you've brought a friend
this time. I think I've seen her in here before, but I never caught
her name."
"Hi, Marian, you know how I love sleazy underwear. This
is my friend, Penny. She's very badly in need of some sexy lingerie
for a rather special occasion, so here we are."
"Well, you know my stock as well as I do, so go right
ahead and help yourselves. Let me know if there's something you want
that you can't find."
"Ok, thanks, Marian. C'mon, Penny, lets start getting
your uniform together. We'll start with the proper hosiery. I already
have an idea of how you should look, so just follow along, OK?"
I told her, "Sure, I guess you're the boss on this one.
This is just like when my mother used to take me shopping when I was
a small girl. Just don't make me look like a clown, OK?"
"Hey, if you do end up looking a little like a clown,
I guarantee that no one at the party will laugh at you. Let's go."
Our first stop was at the display of stockings. We compared
several different styles and Laurie finally picked two pairs of black
nylons with very lacy tops. Almost as an afterthought, I grabbed two
similar pairs in white, you never know when they'll come in handy.
"Ok, now, how are you set for garter belts?"
"Well, I have a couple, but they're really not very sexy.
I bought them as regular street wear and not for show, so I guess we'd
better look at some more sexy ones", I replied.
"OK, they're over here, c'mon".
I was impressed at the selection of garter belts the store
had in stock. They had everything from the basic, utilitarian kind designed
to keep your nylons up to a few that were made to look like leather.
Laurie picked up several and handed one of them to me. "Here,
hold this one up to your hips, I want to get an idea of how it'll look."
I took the belt and held it up to my waist. It, too, was black
and was mostly lace. The four garters had little lace bows over the
clasps. I kind of liked it, pretty, but sleazy and feminine.
"Here, try this one", Laurie said as she handed me
another.
This one was much like the first, except that it had six garters
and was quite a bit briefer than the first. I held it up to my waist.
"I think that's the one", said Laurie. "But
fasten it around your hips so I can see how it'll look when you have
it on."
When I put it on, Laurie reached over and tugged it into a
position a little lower than I would have expected to wear it. "Don't
forget, this will act as the frame for a pretty picture. You want to
wear it low so as to draw more attention to your pussy."
"Ok, you're my fashion co-ordinator, so whatever you say
is fine with me. Do I get to wear a bra, or am I going to swing free
this afternoon?"
"Oh, you'll wear a bra, alright, after all, packaging
a product right is half the sale."
"That's right, I had forgotten that you are an expert
in this type of merchandising. Package me good, boss!"
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Our next stop was the "panty bar". There was a larger
selection here than anywhere else in the store. It took us a little
while to find a pair that Laurie liked, but eventually she decided on
a pair that wouldn't have covered my pubic hair, if I had any. They
weren't much more than a G-string. The front was all lace and provided
only minimal coverage. The back wasn't there at all, only a narrow ribbon
that would ride between my cheeks. I liked them well enough to pick
a few extra pairs in different colors.
Our final selection was from the bra department. These, too,
Laurie had me hold up to my breasts to see how they would look. I must
have tried a dozen different bras before she selected one that she thought
was right. It was also mostly lace and I knew that it would do little
to conceal anything underneath. The most it would do would be to make
my nipples look like dark shadows against the skin of my breast.
"You know, Laurie, wearing some of these things, I might
as well be naked! I think this is the first time I ever shopped for
and bought clothes with the sole purpose of making a man's cock stand
straight up."
"Shit", she replied, "you're even starting to
think like a hooker! Good girl, keep it up! Let's get this stuff paid
for and then we can get the rest of your outfit. I'm sure that you don't
have anything at home that will do justice to the things we just picked
out."
We took our selection to Marian and I paid for the new lingerie.
"I don't know if you two know about it yet, but there's another
new store that just opened in this mall. You may want to check it out.
It's primarily aimed at the teenage girls taste in clothes, but you
may find something that will go with all this stuff. They more or less
specialize in the "punky" look, with all the extremely short
skirts and very revealing blouses. From the look of the lingerie you
picked out, they may have just what you're looking for to finish your
outfit."
"Well", I said,"it looks like I'll be able to
finish all my shopping without even leaving the mall if you're right.
We'll definitely check it out. Thanks."
By now it was almost eleven o'clock and there were quite a
few more shoppers walking through the mall. This is one of my favorite
places. I can just sit on one of the benches and watch the people for
hours on end. Most of the time I don't watch either sex in particular,
but today, as Laurie and I looked for the new store, I kept looking
at the men and wondering how each one would react to seeing me in my
new lingerie. I could picture myself giving a little show to slowly
reveal my new underthings as I stripped in front of a group of them.
I felt a familiar dampness develop between my thighs and could hardly
wait to get to the party.
It wasn't too difficult to locate the store we were looking
for. It had the strangest window display in the mall. The display consisted
of various manniquins dressed in pieces of clothing that had absolutely
nothing in common. There were mannequins wearing lace corsets with blue
jeans and a feather boa, a leather jacket with a ruffled skirt, and
all of them had the most outrageous hair I had ever seen. I guess I'm
a little too old to identify with having orange and green hair! I have
to admit that I had a difficult time restraining a chuckle as I looked
at the display of bizarre clothing.
As we looked in the window, Laurie said to me, "Don't
panic. It won't take us very long to get what you need in there! Mostly
it's just a matter of finding a skirt that's so short it barely covers
your ass and a blouse that doesn't hide your tits. C'mon, let's go."
The interior of "Feminine Finery" was mostly softly
lit and filled with pastel colors. This place was filled with flashing
neon and clashing colors and styles. It almost hurt my eyes to enter
the place!
The salesgirl had a blue roostercomb hairdo. She was chewing
gum. She had a safety pin through her ear. I was more than a little
uneasy.
"Hi", said Laurie to the salesgirl, "we're looking
for a really short skirt. You know the kind, not much more than a wide
belt."
"Uh, over there", the clerk said, pointing to the
far side of the shop.
"Uh, thanks", responded Laurie. Under her breath
she said to me, "God, I can't hardly stand all the charm and enthusiasm
here! With this kind of hard sell, we may end up buying more than we
want!" She chuckled all the way over to the skirt display, and
I did, too.
It took about one minute for Laurie to find a skirt for me.
It was black and couldn't have been more than twelve inches long. Now
I don't mean just the skirt part, I mean the whole thing, from top of
the waist band to the bottom of the hem! I wore longer skirts than this
one when I was eight years old!
"Please let me pick out the blouse, you're having all
the fun", I said.
"Ok, but I get the final approval", was Laurie's
answer.
We found the display of blouses quickly and I was surprised
to see that quite a few of them were really very nice. I always spend
a lot of time picking out a blouse. I like to find something that shows
off my breasts and narrow waist, but that doesn't make me look like
I'm flaunting myself.
I worked my way from one end of the rack to the other. Several
of the blouses fit my tastes very well, but Laurie felt that they weren't
in the "spirit" of the occasion. Finally I found one that
we both liked. It was white, cut like a tunic, and closed with only
a wrap around tie belt. It wasn't quite as revealing as Laurie might
have wanted, but it did provide easy access for anyone who was interested
in getting to the goodies inside.
Again, we paid for my purchase and quickly left the store.
We had no more time to do any shopping. We had to get back
to my home to start getting ready for the party. I could feel my sense
of excitement and anticipation begin to grow. I've always liked going
to parties where I would meet new people. For me, it was especially
fun if I knew no one at the party at all. I could be anyone I wanted
to be and act any way I wanted. Chances were that I would never see
any of the others there again and I didn't really have to worry about
what they thought about me. I felt as if today's get-together was going
to be one of those.
On our drive home, Laurie kept telling me that I should kind
of forget that I am a pretty conservative person. We aren't going to
be the only females there and that a couple of the other women would
be real hookers. The idea behind this was that it was a sure bet that
some of the guys would want to "sample" some of the goodies
at the party and that the hookers were there to take care of them. Also,
some of the guys really preferred to pay for their sex as that assured
them that they would get anything they wanted.
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