When she was done I was relieved that the size seemed perfect! like it,” “I Brooke finally said after checking herself out in the mirror. first I “At thought it was going to be one of those thong things so skimpy that I’d be too embarrassed to wear it. But this is nice! It feels different too. I’ve never had a suit with texture before.” She stood there admiring herself front and back for a few moments and then continued, you SURE I “Are can HAVE this?” I reassured her. look a whole lot better in it that I “Absolutely,” “You would.” I could tell she was caught up in the moment and that she had swallowed that malarkey about wearing a Paris original completely. I struck while the iron was hot so to speak. change into mine and we’ll “I’ll be off. I have an idea, why don’t we wear our suits to the beach. It’s a perfect day out. It’ll be fun!” . . . Okay, if you insist.” “Well it’ll give you a chance to show it off some more.” “Sure, Once at the beach I grabbed a couple of towels from the car and we headed out to find a spot. isn’t that Karen and Lisa from the office?” “Hey she asked spotting our coworkers. believe it is.” “I “Can we go join them? I’d LOVE a chance to brag about my new suit to somebody I actually know.” I said as we headed in their direction. “Sure!” Tracy, Brooke,” Karen said as we approached. that’s a NICE “Hi “Wow, suit, Brooke!” you. I just got it. It’s from Paris, you know.” Brooke said relishing “Thank the attention. don’t say . . . Lisa this out. Brooke has a Paris original.” “You
When she was done I was relieved that the size seemed perfect! “I like it,” Brooke finally said after checking herself out in the mirror. “At first I thought it was going to be one of those thong things so skimpy that I’d be too embarrassed to wear it. But this is nice! It feels different too. I’ve never had a suit with texture before.” She stood there admiring herself front and back for a few moments and then continued, “Are you SURE I can HAVE this?” “Absolutely,” I reassured her. “You look a whole lot better in it that I would.” I could tell she was caught up in the moment and that she had swallowed that malarkey about wearing a Paris original completely. I struck while the iron was hot so to speak. “I’ll change into mine and we’ll be off. I have an idea, why don’t we wear our suits to the beach. It’s a perfect day out. It’ll be fun!” “Well . . . Okay, if you insist.” “Sure, it’ll give you a chance to show it off some more.” Once at the beach I grabbed a couple of towels from the car and we headed out to find a spot. “Hey isn’t that Karen and Lisa from the office?” she asked spotting our coworkers. “I believe it is.” “Can we go join them? I’d LOVE a chance to brag about my new suit to somebody I actually know.” “Sure!” I said as we headed in their direction. “Hi Tracy, Brooke,” Karen said as we approached. “Wow, that’s a NICE suit, Brooke!” “Thank you. I just got it. It’s from Paris, you know.” Brooke said relishing the attention. “You don’t say . . . Lisa this out. Brooke has a Paris original.”