Kinsey pulled the '71 Chevelle SS into the lot of the adult store. She had seen the small store from the road and nearly run over three people getting to it.<br/><br/><em>Annabelle will pee herself when she gets her bachlorette gift!</em><br/><br/>Kinsey's roommate was getting married and leaving her. While she was sincerely bummed the girl had decided to move out, she was happy her friend had found someone that made her happy. Kinsey was going to make sure the bachelorette/lingerie party she was hosting was Annabelle's last hurrah.<br/><br/>Kinsey climbed from the car and stretched. Her nearly black hair caught the sunlight and seemed to turn red. She was proud that she still had her dancer's lithe body, even after her injury last fall. She straightened the knee-length chiffon skirt and pulled the wrinkles out of her tank-top.<br/><br/>Kinsey stepped in the cool shop and looked around.<br/><br/><em>What would embarrass and thrill Annabelle?</em><br/><br/>She walked towards a display of lingerie that seemed to be assembled during a fabric shortage.<br/><br/>