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irresistible.” Shannon rolled her eyes at him. 
    “Yeah, well, you don’t know how Alex likes his groupies,” Jason said.
    “I’m sure he’s all about the hobo chic.”
    “Okay, okay, you win. Let’s go to the mall,” Jason said. “I’ll drive.”
    “Thanks, darling,” Shannon said, flipping her hair over her shoulder. They walked to his car and he graciously opened the door for her. She graciously accepted.
    Sitting down in the passenger seat, she felt a flutter of nervousness pass through her body. They were going to actually see Wilder Side and get to go backstage. They might even get to talk with Alex Wilder himself. It was exciting and nervewracking at the same time.
    “Girl, we are gonna get DONE UP,” Jason said, plopping his lanky frame behind the steering wheel. He turned the ignition and revved the motor. “Gentlemen, start your engines!”
    Shannon felt her nervousness fade away. Jason had a natural talent for friendship, and she could never feel anxious when he was around. And they were really going to see Wilder Side ! She couldn’t believe it.
    “Woooohoooo!!!” Shannon screamed out the window as they drove off. “ Wilder Side , here we come!!”
    At the mall, Shannon felt completely at sea. Jason pulled off every dress from the rack for her to try out and pushed her into the dressing room.
    “You can’t be serious,” Shannon said, after trying on the first dress.
    “Let me see.”
    “You do not want to see this.”
    “Now I really want to see.”
    “Noooooooo,” Shannon said.
    “Yessssssss...”
    Shannon walked out of the dressing room, her hands on her hips.
    “I look like a hot dog,” she said.
    Jason burst out laughing.
    “You are so right.”
    Shannon looked into the full-length mirror. She did look like a hot dog. The dress was pink, made out of the clingiest fabric known to man, and it accentuated every unsightly bulge on her body.
    “Ugh,” Shannon said, turning to see her butt. The dress somehow managed to make her ass look like it had ripples in it.
    “Honestly, I think you look more like a sausage than a hot dog,” Jason said, his hand stroking an invisible beard. “A Toulouse saucisse .” Shannon punched him in the arm lightly.
    “Well, we know what dress I’m not getting.”
    “An inauspicious beginning,” Jason said. “But don’t worry, I’m sure we’ll find something.”
    “Don’t give me anything else pink,” Shannon said. “I don’t think Alex Wilder likes hot dogs.” She closed the dressing room door behind her. The sausage dress could not come off fast enough. 
    One by one they went through the selection, but nothing seemed to work. Despite Jason’s attempts to make light of the situation, Shannon grew more and more desperate. It seemed like every dress was tailor made to accent some horrible part of her body. One sequined dress fit nicely at her waist but pinched like hell around her shoulders, causing her arm fat to bulge out of the sleeves. Another silky green dress was way too tight on her bust. Most of the slinky dresses had too-small hems that rode up her thighs, and anything that fit her ample bust and waist seemed to be designed to look frumpy.
    She tried on one dress that seemed perfect at first. It was sexy but not too sexy, a nice satin A-line. Then she walked out of the dressing room and twirled around in front of Jason, and both of her boobs popped out of the top. Mortified, she covered herself with one arm and ran back into the dressing room.
    “I like that one,” Jason called out to her.
    “ Arggh !”
    “What, you don’t think Alex Wilder will want to see your beautiful chumbawambas?”
    “Not during the show!” Shannon cried. “And don’t call my girls chumbawambas.”
    “Your bazonkas?”
    “No.”
    “Your knockers?”
    “No.”
    “Airbags? Chachas? Jugs?”
    “ No !” Shannon poked her head out of the dressing room. “Besides, I thought you didn’t like boobs.”
    “Your milkshake brings all the boys