Sunday Shopping (open)

(( Continued from Arting Around All Day ))

The cabbie stopped in front of Rachyl's apartment building, and the two women got out. As the driver started to rattle off the fare, Rachyl said, "If you wait here six minutes, we'll be right back out, and there'll be a little something extra in it for you."

Hand-in-hand, into the building they ran, then up the stairs and into Rachyl's "ratflat." She dropped off the blanket-in-a-bag, quickly freshened up, then found a pale green blouse for Meegan. "It might be a tad small, but it should fit you."

They ran down to the cab, and made it back within five minutes. "Thanks for waiting," Rachyl said. The drive went quickly.

They stepped out of the cab, and Rachyl tipped the cabbie as she had promised, with a little extra. As they walked in the searing heat towards the entrance, Rachyl commented, "You look cute in my blouse, it's a bit short but I love how it shows off your belly and navel ring. I'm sorry but it's the only color I had clean."

Meegan 18 years ago
Meegan stood, and crossed to the front of the store, to fidget with a rack of layered camis.

When Rachyl had finished they walked out of the store and went right, Meegan was window shopping when she spotted a display of Americana crafts in what looked like one of those kitchy country-style decorating stores, called Love from Texas. She took ahold of Rachyl's arm and dragged her into the store.
Rachyl 18 years ago
Rachyl nearly fell over as Meegan dragged her into the store. "I've never been to Texas, but I hear they have some pretty hot women there, and the guys aren't so bad either." She giggled.

She wandered a bit, and found a "bolo tie" which she held up for Meegan to see, who seemed to ponder for a moment then shook her head no. She kept looking, though, and found a rather wide-brimmed, black crushed velvet-covered cowboy hat.

She placed it on her head, then tilted it forward slightly, shading her eyes, and turned back to Meegan.
Meegan 18 years ago
Meegan picked that moment to look up from the little doo-dad carved from wood.

"It suits you, and goes perfect with that outfit."

She looked back down at the patriotica and struggled with her laughter, and lossing.
Rachyl 18 years ago
Rachyl wore it still as she walked over to Meegan and - very badly - emulated a Texas drawl as she said, "Whale, liddul laydee, I'm fixin ta know if yer foolin me or really diggin tha hayut?"
Meegan 18 years ago
"Oh, dear." Meegan's laughter bubbled from her and tinkled off the assorted displays around them. Meegan picked up twelve packages of the little heart shapped buttons decorated with the American flag.

"C'mon Tex, let's mosey on out of here."
Rachyl 18 years ago
Rachyl sauntered as best she could over to the counter, and instead of taking off the hat, leaned over the edge so the clerk could ring up the tag hanging from it. She knew she was giving the poor guy a great view of her breasts, but didn't care, she was going to enjoy the hat.

She told the gentleman to put the buttons on her tab, too. After she paid, she took Meegan's arm and walked her back out of the store.

She knew her Texas accent needed help, so she said 'normally',
"Where next?"
Meegan 18 years ago
Meegan gave a resigned sigh, and set off in the direction they had been going before. "Charlotte Russe."
Rachyl 18 years ago
"You know, I've always walked past Charlotte's. Never saw any clothes in there I really liked. But then, it's been so long since I've actually been to the mall, well before I came here anyway, a few years, my clothing tastes have changed just a bit."

Rachyl knew she was rambling, but she was happy - being around Meegan tended to make her feel that way.

They wove in and out of groups of people, stopping at the occasional window to peer inside. As they walked up to Charlotte's, she made note of the Bath and Bodyworks next door.
"When we're done in here, I want to go to Bath and Bodyworks. I could use some new scents."
Meegan 18 years ago
"Really? Bath and Body works?" 'Damnit Meegan, stop it, you sound like such a snob just because she doesn't use a finer product doesn't mean she hasn't been exposed. Knock it off. "I'm sorry, Rachyl, that was snooty of me."

They entered the store and Meegan's attentioned was distracted by the new shoes they had gotten in.
Rachyl 18 years ago
Rachyl shrugged at Meegan, who didn't notice as she had turned away. "It's not snotty. I guess I just don't know any better. While I wouldn't consider myself 'poor white trash' I have never been much of a 'cultured woman'."

She tapped Meegan on her shoulder to get her attention. When her friend turned, she said with a blush, looking down for a moment, "I was kind of hoping you'd eventually help me with that."
Meegan 18 years ago
Meegan grinned and reached into her purse. Pulling out a small tastefully decorated bottle, she handed it to Rachyl.

"Let me introduce you to my good friend Jaqua."
Rachyl 18 years ago
"Jaqua, huh." Rachyl turned the bottle over and over in her hands, examining the rather decorous container, and reading over the ingredients.

"Pink buttercream with meadowfoam seed, huh." She twisted the cap off, squeezed a bit out of the opening, and sniffed it gently. Her nose instantly scrunched up, and she had to withhold an "ewwww." She wiggled her face as if trying to get the scent to fall out of her nose. "Uhm, it smells better on you." She leaned forward, pressing her nose into the skin just above Meegan's cleavage. "Yup, I'm right."
Meegan 18 years ago
Meegan gave Rachyl a playful shove to get her out of her cleavage and snatched her hand cream back. She twisted the top back on and shoved it in to her purse, her lips curled into a smile.

"Fine stick with your cucumber vanilla and lemony butterbean, I don't care."
Rachyl 18 years ago
"As much as I like chocolate, and even occasionally enjoy buttercream eggs, I'd rather not have it all over my body, thank you." She reconsidered her comment. "Well, not for as long as body lotion stays..."

She cleared her throat. "If they have a selection, I'd be glad to try some. You know I'm always up for something new."
Meegan 18 years ago
"They have a very nice selection. When we get home, I'll show it to you. I fairly certain I have at least on of everything they offer, two of some."

Meegan grinned and picked up a pair of supple calf leather knee-high boots in a light brown, with a three inch heel. She turned them over and looked for the maker's stamp the began to read the inner label.
Rachyl 18 years ago
Rachyl smiled at Meegan's offer. She watched while her shopping companion turned the light brown boots over and over in her hands, then peered inside for a label. "You know, the description on the shelf says 'knee high'. For me, being as short as I am, they'd probably be thigh-high, or higher. In New Jersey, they were referred to as 'fuck-me boots.'" Rachyl had used the F word three times in two weeks. It had to be a record. And she still couldn't keep the lilt out of her pronunciation.
Meegan 18 years ago
"Jersey seems to have a derogetory name for everything. I would call these perfect for the Armani I have sitting in my closet for lack of shoes to wear with it."

Meegan caught the eye of the saleswoman and asked for the boots in a 6 1/2, 7 and 7 1/2.

"One never knows with boots, so I always ask for a size too small and a size too large."

She walked over to a row of three chairs and perched. She made a hand waving gesture at Rachyl.

"Shop!"
Rachyl 18 years ago
Rachyl glared playfully at Meegan, then wandered away, stopping at racks of assorted camisoles and t-shirts. While the deep turquoise racer tank was nice, it wasn't very much her style. She turned and saw a rack of blazers. One stood out - a pale turquoise pin-striped item. She grabbed a white silk, crocheted cami, then moved over to the skirt rack. Another light turquoise item caught her eye - this time, a calf-length skirt with brown trim. She draped all three items over her arm, then caught Meegan's eye, nodding her head towards the dressing room. "I've got something, but I'm going to need help with the corset again."
Meegan 18 years ago
Meegan had just stood up in the first set of boots, the size sevens. She wiggled her feet around, and looked up at Rachyl.

"Sure thing I need to walk in these anyway."

She crossed the store towards the red-head and felt her feet slide around inside the boot. 'Whoops! I'm going to need the 6 1/2'
Rachyl 18 years ago
Rachyl felt Meegan's hand fly up to her shoulder - which wasn't all that much of a distance to raise her arm - but she felt the woman's weight briefly. "Too loose? Why don't you go get the smaller size, so you don't fall on your face? Or me? Cause then I'd be tempted to keep you where we fell." She giggled.

She may not have been in the mood for sex, and something inside Rachyl told her that Meegan wasn't either, but she sure was going to have fun.