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his arm as if she was a child.
“They’re staring at me. Come on.” He pulled her along and walked into a store.
“May I help you?” the clerk behind the counter asked, coming out with a smile on her face.
Blaine looked around the place and Shyla stood rooted on the spot.
She had no clue as to what to do.
“Anything look good to you?” he asked her. He shook her hand.
“Shyla—anything look good to you?”
“I don’t know,” she whispered. “Can we leave please?”
Blaine gave the clerk his full attention, “As you can see we just got married.”
“Yes sir, congratulations.” The woman smiled. “A lovely lady. So 46
dainty.”
“And in great need of new everything,” Blaine went on. “I’m afraid she doesn’t have a thing so she needs pretty much everything.”
“Well I can certainly help here with anything she needs.” The woman kept on smiling and Shyla got a nagging feeling that the woman was all fake.
“Good, then let’s see.” Blaine tapped his finger, looking down at Shyla. “Couple outfits for sure, until the girls come around. Panties, bras, something to sleep in, shoes, the works. And please work fast. My phone is buzzing like hell in my pocket.”
“No problem. Honey, come with me.” She reached for Shyla.
Shyla really didn’t want to go with her. A nod from Blaine and she followed her to the other side of the shop.
Her measurements were taken, articles of clothing were taken off the rack, clothes piled up and soon Shyla was in a dressing room, trying it all on. If two hours was considered fast, then they all had a big problem.
She left with three pair of jeans, silk tops, bras, low riding hip hugging panties, no thongs thank you very much. Heels that she couldn’t walk in very well, sneakers, socks, tank tops, baby doll nighties and one silk robe. Also included were a few chemises she could wear under the silk tops along with some way too sexy lingerie that had her blushing.
Henning took everything from them as they got back into the limo.
Exhausted she slumped back in the seat and Blaine smiled at her.
“Tired?”
She nodded. “How can anyone enjoy doing that?”
“Shopping?” Again she nodded and he chuckled. “Ask Kera and Samara. They go shopping all the time and love it. Guess it’s a damn good thing Devon is doing well with his horses or she’d have him broke as hell.”
“You mean real horses?” That had her sitting up in her seat. She’d seen many pictures of horses but had never actually seen one. “I’d love to see one. I’ve only seen them in pictures and once in one of those sex movies they made us watch.”
“Well you’re in luck then. I let Devon use the stables and they are full of them. Maybe he’ll even put you up on one.”
“Really?” She couldn’t keep the excitement out of her voice or her body. “Oh I’d love that.”
The limo turned and headed out of town. Shyla watched everything, taking in the colour of the changed leaves on the trees, and the patches of grass, which also changed in colour. Winter was coming, but for her this 47
year, the deadness she always felt, might not be there this time. She felt free, freer than she’d ever felt before.
Blaine rolled the window down and she stuck her head out, getting her first real look at the house of her many dreams. The house that for years she would stare at, wondered about, and just wished she could life in. Now it was becoming a reality for her.
A long, cobblestone drive way with a long row of trees took you right up to the massive house. There were marble columns, huge thick glass doorway and windows galore! Nothing in her fantasies about this place even came close to what she saw before her.
In the centre of the drive a large waterfall that had water pouring out from it, giving off a very soothing and homey feeling to the place. She saw bushes and could just about picture the roses in bloom around the fountain as it spit out the water.
A man stood on the
“They’re staring at me. Come on.” He pulled her along and walked into a store.
“May I help you?” the clerk behind the counter asked, coming out with a smile on her face.
Blaine looked around the place and Shyla stood rooted on the spot.
She had no clue as to what to do.
“Anything look good to you?” he asked her. He shook her hand.
“Shyla—anything look good to you?”
“I don’t know,” she whispered. “Can we leave please?”
Blaine gave the clerk his full attention, “As you can see we just got married.”
“Yes sir, congratulations.” The woman smiled. “A lovely lady. So 46
dainty.”
“And in great need of new everything,” Blaine went on. “I’m afraid she doesn’t have a thing so she needs pretty much everything.”
“Well I can certainly help here with anything she needs.” The woman kept on smiling and Shyla got a nagging feeling that the woman was all fake.
“Good, then let’s see.” Blaine tapped his finger, looking down at Shyla. “Couple outfits for sure, until the girls come around. Panties, bras, something to sleep in, shoes, the works. And please work fast. My phone is buzzing like hell in my pocket.”
“No problem. Honey, come with me.” She reached for Shyla.
Shyla really didn’t want to go with her. A nod from Blaine and she followed her to the other side of the shop.
Her measurements were taken, articles of clothing were taken off the rack, clothes piled up and soon Shyla was in a dressing room, trying it all on. If two hours was considered fast, then they all had a big problem.
She left with three pair of jeans, silk tops, bras, low riding hip hugging panties, no thongs thank you very much. Heels that she couldn’t walk in very well, sneakers, socks, tank tops, baby doll nighties and one silk robe. Also included were a few chemises she could wear under the silk tops along with some way too sexy lingerie that had her blushing.
Henning took everything from them as they got back into the limo.
Exhausted she slumped back in the seat and Blaine smiled at her.
“Tired?”
She nodded. “How can anyone enjoy doing that?”
“Shopping?” Again she nodded and he chuckled. “Ask Kera and Samara. They go shopping all the time and love it. Guess it’s a damn good thing Devon is doing well with his horses or she’d have him broke as hell.”
“You mean real horses?” That had her sitting up in her seat. She’d seen many pictures of horses but had never actually seen one. “I’d love to see one. I’ve only seen them in pictures and once in one of those sex movies they made us watch.”
“Well you’re in luck then. I let Devon use the stables and they are full of them. Maybe he’ll even put you up on one.”
“Really?” She couldn’t keep the excitement out of her voice or her body. “Oh I’d love that.”
The limo turned and headed out of town. Shyla watched everything, taking in the colour of the changed leaves on the trees, and the patches of grass, which also changed in colour. Winter was coming, but for her this 47
year, the deadness she always felt, might not be there this time. She felt free, freer than she’d ever felt before.
Blaine rolled the window down and she stuck her head out, getting her first real look at the house of her many dreams. The house that for years she would stare at, wondered about, and just wished she could life in. Now it was becoming a reality for her.
A long, cobblestone drive way with a long row of trees took you right up to the massive house. There were marble columns, huge thick glass doorway and windows galore! Nothing in her fantasies about this place even came close to what she saw before her.
In the centre of the drive a large waterfall that had water pouring out from it, giving off a very soothing and homey feeling to the place. She saw bushes and could just about picture the roses in bloom around the fountain as it spit out the water.
A man stood on the
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