You cantry the stuff on up here, and I can help..." Georgia trailed off, lookingmore and more depressed.Charlie was still looking through the bag; a r...ceipt was hidden in thebottom. He looked at it without removing it from the bag, so Georgiacouldn't see. It said eighty dollars. That was a lot of money."Alright, we can try it once, just to see, when no one else is looking,and you can't tell anyone."Georgia, practically jumped up and closed the doors. Charlie wasstunned because he hadn't meant. "Come on Abi", I said, "Help her get that bikini top on or we'll never get into that pool. I'm sure Vikki will be needing help getting it off again later!!"They both laughed and we all knew that some 'fun and games' were on the agenda later that afternoon.Soon, with Abi's enthusiastic help, Vikki was ready. She bulged from her bikini just as sexily as she had from her bra and as I followed her along the hallway, I noticed that her ample boobs were nearly matched by a very rounded backside as. They are too high," I responded."Oh, sure you can. Girls love high heels, even when they hurt. You try them on and then we'll decide."At this time one of the sales ladies came over. "Hi, my name is Patty. May I help you ladies?" she queried. Patty was quite young, probably in her early twenties, with shoulder length blond hair and a cute girlish face. She was the first woman I had seen today wearing lipstick as red as mine. Her pastel green skirt ended about six or seven inches above her knee,. I could smell the unmistakable rubber sole which was now exposed because of the excessively worn cotton solepad.Though my mind fought to protect my image and commanded my lips to protest, my eyes betrayed me as beyond my best effort, I could not look away. I was entranced. I knew what the girls were thinking and I did not want them to know but I was losing my concentration for what they were saying and I could feel my fear and inhibition give way to my lustful hunger for those steamy wet.