Seeing Nicholas sat on the bench Serena instantly smiled, genuinely glad to see him. She walked over to him, trying her best to hold back the pace at which she walked, not wanting to appear too eager. Drawing close she said “Hi. Been waiting long?...” but felt her greeting should have been physical, although she felt it wouldn’t be appropriate to do so at this stage of their friendship.<br/><br/>Serena sat next to Nicholas, carefully tucking her skirt beneath her, crossing her legs and then adjusting the hem of her skirt, tugging it slightly to ensure it covered as much of her legs as possible. Nicholas began to explain what his plan was for their meeting. He started with his observation on the way the majority of people walked past without taking any notice of them. Serena wondered where Nicolas’ was heading with this train of thought.<br/><br/>The idea of being more noticeable didn’t sit well with Serena. She had certainly wished the driver of the taxi hadn't noticed her. It was with some reservation that she agreed to go along with Nicholas’ plan. The pair left the bench and Nicholas led Serena to the store he had visited earlier and taken her to the display that had the skirt he wanted Serena to wear. As Serena picked up the garment a sales assistant came across and Nicholas told her that he would be purchasing the skirt and that his companion would be wearing the purchase. The assistant nodded her understanding and beckoned a younger woman assistant over. “Carol, could you please take the lady to the changing area so she can try the skirt.”. The young woman replied “Certainly...This way please mam..” and escorted Serena to the changing rooms.<br/><br/>It took Serena but a moment to swap skirts. She looked at herself in the full-length mirror and was surprised at how short the new skirt was. Although not a mini, it’s length was certainly a lot shorter than anything she had. Serena was still deciding if she should go along with Nicholas’ request when Carol, the assistant, tapped on the changing room door before opening it slightly. “Is everything OK?... Do you have the right size?” she asked. Serena smiled awkwardly “No… The size is fine… It's just… well, it's shorter than I expected… I’m not sure it suits me… I think it's a bit too young for me.”.<br/><br/>(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/81/33/ee/8133eef0d4d17271562232600c561201--black-skirts-india.jpg)<br/><br/>Carol sensed that the store was about to lose a sale so she went into full sales mode. She opened the changing room door fully. “Do a spin for me…” she asked Serena and watched with false interest as Serena turned 360 degrees. “Oh, my!...” exclaimed Carol “You look fabulous!... I wish I had legs like yours…You just gotta have that skirt.”. Carol’s enthusiasm didn’t fully convince Serena, but she didn’t feel quite so awkward. “OK… My friend has already paid for it, so could you put my skirt in a carrier please.”. Moments later Serena was walking out of the store clad in her new skirt and carrying the bag containing her old skirt.<br/><br/>The first thing Serna saw was Nicholas sitting on a bench opposite the store doorway with a big smile across his face. “I hope your not laughing at me!” said Serena worried that all of this was just to humiliate her in some way. Her immediate thought was to head for the closest restroom and change back to her more modest skirt.<br/>