I walked up to the counter expecting to be intricately assessed and judged by the store clerk. But the pierced gothic chick hardly spared me a glance....I paid in cash, clutched my brown paper bag, and exited.I found Mary alone standing against the outside wall, calm as ever. Mary’s composure flabbergasted me; I’d assumed a virgin like her would be frantically asking me questions like, “So what’d you get!?” or “Can I see?” or “How many things did you buy?” Her behavior made no sense, which led me. The neckline waswider and deeper than anything he'd ever worn and the short sleeves weregathered at the shoulders and cuffs giving them that puffed look thatgirls seemed to like so much. Once he had put it on he realised that thefront was smocked, fitting perfectly from the collar to his shoulders tohis under arms where it flared out to the hem which sat just below hiswaist. As he took the shorts from Angela and put them on he realisedthat the zip and button fastened at the side, not the front. I will try to help.’ ‘Thanks Al,’ Callie said. ‘Can I take a swim?’ A few minutes later she stood poolside and removed her top and shorts. She saw Al’s eyes look over her body, and sensed he approved. He sat in a chair and watched her swim until she was done and climbed out. Callie reclined in the lounge chair next to him, and enjoyed the warm sun on on her damp body. Glancing down, she noticed how her bush made a small outline beneath her suit and wondered if he did also. Callie was also aware. Unless..." He sat back and thought. "You know this guy, right?" Charlie, please..."He leaned forward and stared at her challengingly. "Tricia, what is going on? Why did you call me?"Tricia sighed and groaned. "Fine," she said. "Look, I was having a real shitty day, and I just needed to get out and have some fun. But my publicist found out, and she wanted some shots of me out dating, so she made me change into this getup and sent her photographer out to follow me." She gave him a resigned look..