Bonnie Bennett Clothes Novels & Stories

Bennett and Morgan went for a stroll after lunch. During that stroll, twenty thousand dollars were deducted from Bennett's card just like that. The next day, Morgan made a show of her new outfit on campus. "How does it look? I bought it yesterday." With admiration in her eyes, Valerie looked at the dress Morgan was wearing. "It's really beautiful." The dress hugged Morgan's flawless figure and accentuated all the right parts. Valerie's clothing nowadays consisted of only loose-fitting maternity wear. She didn't find them plain-looking, but there were more appealing clothes that she couldn't wear.

In addition to that, there was a bench in there, so one could sit down and relax in the hot water and steam She took a few more steps inside. The smell of Dylan’s cologne entered her nose as she neared the counter. The scent was fresh like he had just sprayed it on a moment before. She took in a deep breath and smiled. Standing in front of the mirror, Bonnie removed her wet clothes and set them on the counter between the sinks. Both her bra and panties were also soaked, and she knew that they would take forever to dry if she just put his clothes on top of them. So she took those off, too, setting them onto the counter next to the others.

Benita turned—and there he was, under the softest light, the one spot where the chandelier actually worked. She walked toward him slow, like her body understood the assignment better than her mind did. She caught her reflection in the glass as she passed. Maloi had told her the dress wasn’t doing too much. A mid-length, high-neck bodycon. Soft, feminine, elegant. No noise. Just precision. It still made her feel like she could fly. Ben stood when she approached. He looked… nervous. That was new. “Benni,” he said softly. “You look… beautiful.”

Madam Valentina had said this was the ugliest in all her maids. But even Charlotte, who is a big star, thinks this girl was pretty,too pretty to live with her man. She took a deep calming breath and shook her head. Well,the girl still wasn’t as beautiful as she was so she had to relax a bit. Just as she was trying to relax,she recognized the clothes on the girl’s body. Bennett’s clothes?! It felt as if Charlotte was about to pass out. She knew how private Bennett was about his things. He wouldn’t let anyone use his bathroom nor share his personal wears with anyone.

The dress looks more spectacular than the one displayed, with hints of rose gold glittering in the beadwork. "Would you like me to place this in a dressing room for you?" Corin, the sales assistant who has been helping us, asks Bennu. Bennu hesitates, looking at the bickering women who are standing in front of the fitting room, knowing they will see the dress being taken to a room, and, in an empty store, it can only be Bennu's. "This is your dress, Bennu, for your day." I remind her, trying to give her the boost of confidence to go for what she truly wants.

Maddox nodded and returned his head to the cocaine on the table. "When do we start?" Jaxon asked. "When it's time," Drexton replied, heading upstairs. "Pet chick won't last a second with him," Jaxon grinned, relaxing deeper into the chair. "She deserves it," Maddox replied, taking a long sniff. *** [CAIUS HOUSE] A car pulled up in front of the house. Bonnie and Lorraine alighted from the car, both dressed in classic, expensive outfits. Bonnie wore shorts over a tank top and pink sneakers, while Lorraine wore a red-fitting gown that stopped at her knee with a slit in the middle.

Anita asked playfully, and her mother shook her head, walking closer to her. "Don't tell me this is how the rest of the female workers dress," Mrs. Tonia said disappointedly as she stepped away from the door and approached Anita to adjust the neck collar properly. "Honestly, Mom, that's how they dress—oversized suits or gowns or loose tops with big skirts. No female is allowed to wear a tight or slim-fit outfit to work at the Benson Group. I have to go now, Mom; I’m already running late." "How about your lip gloss? Won't you apply any?" Glory reminded her.

Liz and Gigi hadn't seen or heard from each other since that party that previous week and they were both doing such a good job ignoring each other's existence, filling the void weren't that hard for them both, they were used to it. "How about this one?" Nicky was rocking a short skirt with light blue raffles and a white crop top. That simple outfit was more expensive than Gigi's entire wardrobe probably. The thing with Gigi was that she loved designing her clothes, she felt powerful wearing them and everyone would compliment them as if they were from a famous designer, so it was a win-win situation for her. And even though she had the money to afford expensive clothes, she preferred using th

She turned the conversation to Bennett, "Enough about me, how are you and your husband?" Bennett smiled, "We're doing well. He's planning to set up a fashion house for me in Santa Monica, but he wants me to acquire a skill first. You know I've always had a passion for fashion and clothing, but I need a solid background to learn the basics. That's why I'm trying to get into the Midtown Group. I want to feel important and accomplished. I'm hoping the process is swift and that I get admitted." Isabel nodded encouragingly, "I'm sure you will, Bennett. You're talented and driven. And having a fashion house in Santa Monica sounds amazing!"

She nodded her approval and I turned to Bonnie. She turned to Bonnie, “Why don’t we do matching mommy/daughter dresses, just different colors?” Bonnie smiled in approval, so she put my hand on her shoulder and her dress appeared in a light brown with a coordinating shawl. Crystal’s eyes are beaming with excitement when she claps her hands and cheers, “Mommy, you are gorgeous!” We all laughed, and I agreed with her, “You do look beautiful, Bonnie.”