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Instead of following her, I make myself comfortable and lay on my bed, hoping she will get bored and go home. Instead, she comes out with a pair of black jeans, a belt with a silver wolf’s head as the buckle, and five coloured shirts. ‘You must try this one on first Boo-boo,’ she smiles and hands me a silver-grey shirt,’ ‘Can’t you just pick one? Then I don’t have to try it on?’ ‘This will be more fun, Magnus.’ Rolling my eyes, I sit up on the bed and remove my shirt. ‘Magnus, my-my, you're so much more masculine than I even imagined,’

Instead of following her, I make myself comfortable and lay on my bed, hoping she will get bored and go home. Instead, she comes out with a pair of black jeans, a belt with a silver wolf’s head as the buckle, and five coloured shirts. ‘You must try this one on first Boo-boo,’ she smiles and hands me a silver-grey shirt,’ ‘Can’t you just pick one? Then I don’t have to try it on?’ ‘This will be more fun, Magnus.’ Rolling my eyes, I sit up on the bed and remove my shirt. ‘Magnus, my-my, you're so much more masculine than I even imagined,’

Kayla totally ignores my request as we get to the store. We step in and I am immediately in heaven. For some reason, I have always loved the smell of leather. Kayla knows this and, therefore, uses it as an excuse to have me try on the sexiest outfit she could put together. She hands me a dark brown leather mini skirt, a matching leather tank that zips up the front and a pair of thigh high boots to go with it. I take them to the dressing room and try them on. I look in the mirror, and I have a hard time believing that girl is me.

I tell him and he takes the book from my hand, turning it in his hand and looking at where I left off. "Oh, I hate this part." he frowns when he scans over the page. "Me too." I whisper and sit down on the bed. Axel is wearing the same outfit he was wearing before, and I'm already dressed in my PJ; black tank top and loose, comfty trousers. He puts down the book and smirks at me. "Nice outfit." I roll my eyes. "It's my PJ." "I like the top. I can see your boobs through it." he says and I immediately cover my chest with my hands.

My outfit was like what a man would wear; the only difference is that I made the jacket as a mini black cloak. The store was like I never expected. The products were laid down in a fashionable way all around the shop. Decorated with flowers with multiple colors. The store was full of customers. As I expected, even if he started his business early, his products would still be popular. A girl wearing a strange outfit welcomed me and asked what the thing that I specifically

Rolling over on the bed, she eyed the outfit she'd hung in front of the cupboard for that evening critically. A tasteful pair of black suit pants and a burgundy polo neck completed by her favourite pair of suede ankle boots dangled from a hanger. They'd been told to pack for a few formal occasions, and Asya fully intended on pulling out all the stops. She wasn't about to miss out on an opportunity to show off.

“You look great too. We even matched. I think I did well to choose black in instead of tropical prints. He walked towards me and grabbed my shoulders. “You know those buttons are going to drive me crazy. I gave a satisfied smile. Yes, I expected him to think about opening them all. “And you didn't even see what I bought at the lingerie store. He groaned. “You're a bad girl, Tezzie. Not only had no one ever called me a bad girl before, I had never I imagined such a thing. But, dammit, I felt good listening to that. He flipped me onto my back and slapped me lightly on the bottom. "Let's go before I fall for those buttons." Laughing, I grabbed my purse and the cheap but very pretty, sheer black

Some things were better left behind closed doors. He couldn’t believe he was doing this. Perry had paid a good price to shut the store down. A Japanese girl in a patent leather cat suit prowled toward them. “How can I help you, Mr. Rothschild.” He eyed Perry. “They know you here?” He waved his suspicion away. “I’m known everywhere.” He faced her. “We would like a few outfits for my friend. Let’s give him something that’s fitting for a proper lady going on an island vacation. Something comfortable, but not showing off too much of her figure. Exquisite, but not flashy. Soft to the touch but not—”

Zoe’s patience and understanding continued, determined to help me find an outfit. After going back and forth for a while, Zoe and I finally picked out a chic and classy outfit. The sleek black skirt flowed gracefully to my ankles, with a fancy ruffle adding a playful twist. It hugged my curves just right, giving a hint of charm without showing too much. I matched the skirt with an off-white top that flowed gracefully over me. Two lovely fabric flowers decorated the chest, giving a delicate touch to the outfit. It felt a bit dressy, but overall, it looked charming and elegant.

The rest of it hung free. I stood and looked at my outfit. I wore a leather mini skirt. If you could call it that- more like a micro skirt. And a lacy high neck sleeveless shirt. I liked the pair together, it made the outfit look like a dress. Then I pulled on my black knee boots. Perfect. The door flew open and in walked Abbey and Sara. Both of them looking equally stunning though completely opposite. About that time Sloan emerged from the bathroom, her drink sloshing as she bounded through the door.