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 gave Rachyl's cheek a soft pat, her smile indulgent. "Not hopless, uneducated in the world of shopping, but not hopless."

Meegan took her hand and walked to the racks of camisoles, she looked plainly at Rachyl's chest and tilted her head abit. "You look like a 36C, or did you want to get measured?"

Rachyl shook her head at being measured. "36C is right."

"Alright, let's see here." Meegan turned back to the rack and selected a white cami with a built in bra, it would give her support, with out needing two undergarments. She then crossed to the table that held the same simple cotten sting bikinis she'd chosen and picked a white in the appropriate size. She felt a little smug at being able to judge Rachyl's sizes, but then it was her job to know women's bodies and the sizes they wear.

She selected a green satin baby doll with a matching thong for Rachyl to sleep in if she choose and took them all to the counter. She gave the lady her credit card and checked her watch.



"Wow, we have like eight minutes to be at the hotel."

She took the red bag from the sales lady, signed her credit slip and picked up all of the rest of her shopping bags, to head out the door and hail a cab. The women climbed in and Meegan told the cabbie to take them to the Piazza.




((Meegan and Rachyl out, lock please.))