Banana Pants Novels & Stories

Cara could wear a potatoe sack and still be looking splendid. There was one time she came into the office wearing a well tailored suit pant. Half of it was brown and the other half was white. She paired it with a black silk top. I was so closing to asking her were she got such beautiful pants from. I wanted to get mum something similar. As the universe would have it, I overhead her tell one of the board members were she got them from. I didn’t hesitate to get one for mother. Surprisingly it was super cheap for a very nice pant like that. I open her side of the door and usher her in. Rnb fills the air as we drive to the park.

Andy nodded, pouting. "As you can remember, someone was chasing me then. And I jumped from the outside to your backyard. And I saw that there were clothes hanging, and at that time I had a wound on my arm so I planned to take a cloth to aid my wound, BUT! I got something else. And that is your... your panty with Monday written on it. Come to think of it, Baby, you haven't shown me the Tuesday to Sunday panties yet," Andy buried her face in Clein's chest and slapped him in embarrassment. In the morning…

Her focus was on his pants, the desire to undress him was way too much to ignore. In a swift movement, his pants were set free as she pulled them off which he willingly complied, leaving him with a pair of blue Balenciaga undies.

Ipinulupot niya ang binti at dahan-dahang ibinaba ang katawan ng patiwarik na walang kahirap-hirap. Pagkababa ay umikot siya sa pole at itinuloy ang paggiling na tila inaakit ang lahat ng naroon. Gusto niyang ipakita sa lalaking nang-snob sa kanya na ganito ang kaya niyang gawin sa mga nakakalandian. Ang kanyang malulusog na dibdib ay sumasabay sa bawat galaw at halos lumuwa na sa spaghetti strap na may malalim na neckline na kanyang pang-itaas. Mabuti na lang at strecheble ang itim na rugged pants na suot niya kaya hindi mahirap sa kanyang gumalaw ng pagkalandi-landi.

Madam Alora replied. Lara frowned as she collected the new pant from Madam Alora's hand. She turned around and wore it, but the pant hugged tightly to her buttọcks and brought out her buttocks’ shape, making them shoot out at the back, and it didn't even cover her properly. “Now this is what we call pant,” Madam Alora said. “Janet, let me see the gown you've brought out for Lara. Will she be needing any bra with it?”

He flashes me a reassuring smile before leaving the room. The pants he brought are exactly what I’ve been searching for. They’re similar to what the guys wear, complete with small pockets on the legs, but they fit closer to my body. Designed for a weapons belt, they sit well against my hips. As I begin to fill the pockets, I realize why the guys always wear their belts… the weight threatens to pull my pants down without one.

The pants had a tooled leather belt with a filigreed design highlighted in pink. Steel-toed work boots, with a pink band, laced, with a zipper too. Black and pink work gloves stuck in a back pocket, a magenta bandana hanging from the other, and a brand-new Caterpillar ball cap holding down her short black hair, with a 'Hello Kitty' pin in the crown. "I'm going to work with you." I laughed, finished my coffee, and got up. "let's go." As I drove, I looked at my daughter. All the piercings were gone but you could still see the holes.

It was only a matter of time before I would show her the world, before I would relieve her of the stress she had been going through all these years. I dressed up, brushing my hair to the side and applying a little gel. I donned on my white shirt and my Banana Republic 484 slim fit black trousers. There was hardly any brand better than Banana Republic to me, and that was why most of the trousers in my wardrobe were filled with their brand. Slipping my black Clarks into my feet, I stood, looking at my reflection in the mirror. I was okay, at least to my parents standards. “Oh, you look so fine.”

Catalina "Eden is about to hook you up." Giddy as the day was long, she opened the door to an upscale boutique downtown called Blush. I soon learned why walking amongst the endless racks-- the price tags were something to blush about. "Eden, are you sure this is okay with your parents?" Why would anyone spend this much on clothes? She snorted. "As much as they spend daily, they won't even notice the small dent to their credit card."

she grumbled, flipping through blazers and beige like it was punishment. Then — like destiny, or petty Black girl magic — her hand landed on it. A metallic gold mini dress with enough cutouts to get her banned from half the country clubs in this zip code. Paired right next to it? Leopard print thigh-high boots like it was just waiting for her.