She had curled her hair today. It looked quite stunning actually- falling over her shoulders perfectly, her dark eyes complimenting her matching dark hair. Her smile was bright and dazzling as she laughed with her companion- a spitting image of Natalie Wood. They were a gorgeous pair really- walking down the halls of the mall with an air of confidence.

Well, Aldonza was confident. Because she knew they were sexiest damn things in the mall. And that was how she lived- being positive. That was how she got her jobs, with her pride and her confidence- possibly her vanity, but deep down- Al really was a sweet girl. She wasn't gentle or maternal by any means but she was genuine and loyal. Loyal. That she was above all. She'd die for her girls. She'd do anything for the ones she promised loyalty to. And she was loyal to Atalia now.

And maybe- maybe Aldonza needed Atalia as much as Atalia needed her? Maybe? She hadn't had a real "true" friend for a long time. And the genuine way that Lia spoke. She knew she'd never betray her- spill her secrets. She actually was a lot like Al- blunt and maybe a little too rough around the edges but those edges had softened a little since they had met.

Aldonza smoothed her tight black T-shirt and slipped her fingers into her crisp blue jeans that hugged her curves delicately. Her foamy black flip-flops made soft squishing noises as she walked with Lia into Victoria's Secret. She wore lingerie all the time now: just in case anything came up- with him. And when she said up she meant up. Literally.

But she didn't just buy the sexy underwear for him. She bought them for her. Even if no one ended up seeing your thong- it always made one feel sexier when wearing one. Well, that was how Al thought.
"I need some new stuff clothes, panties, bras, maybe a sexy nightgown, thongs- probably black with lace.... maybe some red. I have a feeling he likes the color red...." she murmured, linking arms with Atalia without even thinking about it.
"But why should I buy the color he likes? I want purple.... yellow too...." she mused.”Uh, God Lia.... I'm such a mess. I'm considering what colors he likes. I shouldn't do that- Why do I?" Al sighed heavily. "You don't even know who I'm talking about do you?" She paused.

Maybe she should tell someone about Michael- get another opinion. Maybe have someone tell her she wasn't crazy to fall for him. But she wasn't falling. No, no- she had to fight it. Sometimes she was so comfortable with their arrangement but other days: other days she either wanted more or wanted less. She was tired of the constant emotional roller coaster that they were on, but she wasn't tired. He was a thrill ride- and she just couldn't get off.

An equal match. Atalia glowed with her new look, her hair bouncing about as she walked, defined eyebrows, powered face and lovely lips; she felt beautiful. She wore a purple tank top, v-ing just enough to accentuate her cleavage, along with a hip hugging pair of capris, with little converse sneakers she’s brought a couple weeks ago – so that they were nicely broken in.

It had taken a bit for Atalia to finally give in to Aldonza, befriend her, and accept her and most of all… to trust her. That had been the hardest aspect of Atalia’s friendship with Al. Now Ata felt like she could tell her anything, confide in her with anything… it was like having her sister back… almost. The two glided through the mall like two nightingales, chirping away, not giving society the satisfaction of being able to judge or degrade them. They both glowed, shone brighter than any other soul, and man, it was a new start for Lia. Yeah, it was her new nickname.

They were going shopping and Atalia was so excited; she’d never been big on lingerie, but now that she was in the business, it was an utmost necessity. A nice lacy bra, a sexy little thong, it’d be hot shit, and everyone would want her. The two giggled, and as Al linked arms with Ata, she leaned into her a little bit, while arching her eyebrow. She started going on about what she needed, which she understood, but as she started talking about the color red, ‘he’ liking it… Atalia stopped. “He?” She shook her head. “You have a man now? Or is it just a steady client you want to impress for some extra bucks?” Lia winked, nudging Aldonza with her elbow lightly with a quick tap of her hip onto hers.

[sorry its not long x.x]

Lia's hip nudged Al's and she laughed, her eyes still a little concerned.
"I think I need to tell someone Lia.... and no one's better than you-" Aldonza met Lia's eyes and smiled before she sighed. "You know Michael? The guy I work for? I- I'm pretty sure I'm falling for him." Aldonza winced as if the words hurt- and they did. "I want to impress him. I want to always be on his mind. I want- the sex and I want- more. And it's not-- It can't- work. God, Lia I'm going crazy! I'm going fucking crazy! I've never been attached to anyone. Never. And now- now we're too close."

Aldonza turned away and ran her hands through her hair in frustration.
"Please tell me I'll be okay- Lia- he's done so much for me. He's not like a pimp. God, if I could just show you the way he touches me sometimes. It's there- I don't know what it is but it's there...." Al whined before shaking her head. "Please tell me I'm not crazy even though I know I am?" she asked, her lips pouted just a bit in her distress.

Aldonza leaned against the lingerie table and let her fingers skim down a few different colored panties, feeling the cloth. Which one would he like touching best? Dammit, Dammit, Dammit, Dammit! Aldonza closed her eyes. "He haunts me in a way. I think of him too much- far too much and I.... I don't want to be some sentimental goo-goo gaga girl who thinks everything's going to work out. It can't work out- we can't--- I can't---"

"I think I need to tell someone Lia.... and no one's better than you-"

A geniune smile creased Lia's face, glad that she felt that way about her. They'd become wonderful friends, and Aldonza had been really good for Atalia. She'd calmed her down, supressed some of that boiling anger quick to singe anyone who refused to tread lightly around her. However, her temper and bitterness still resides, but only to those who don't know Atalia well enough to be careful with her. Aldonza on the other hand, had it down to an art.

Atalia nodded as Al asked her if she knew who Michael was, though she'd never seen him - he'd always be out and about when Lia was busy with a client or something. Then Aldonza started to get frantic, and Atalia grabbed her arms, put them at her side, and looked her straight in the eyes. "For one thing, chill the fuck out, okay? And second, crazy people don't know they're crazy - so you should be okay in that department. And thirdly, he's gotta be hot if you think he's worth falling for." Atalia winked, and kissed Aldonza on the cheek briefly to calm her down. "And about us? I think we were made for each other Al." A lost triplet, perhaps? Though, Atalia never would have gotten along with Al if her sister hadn't died and changed her so drastically. Perhaps it had all happened for a reason?

"He haunts me in a way. I think of him too much- far too much and I.... I don't want to be some sentimental goo-goo gaga girl who thinks everything's going to work out. It can't work out- we can't--- I can't---"

Lia pressed a finger over Aldonza's lips to silence her. "Shut up Aldonza." After realizing that might have sounded a little too hard, Atalia's eyes softened and she removed her finger and smiled, "You need to stop worrying. If it's gonna work out, it's gonna work out. And if it doesn't? Well obviously you're going to get some damn good sex in the meantime." Lia wrapped her arms around Al, giving her a brief hug, "you're only human, and if you can avoid being goo goo gaga over a guy that makes you feel that why - I'd call you a robot or something. So maybe he's good for you - helps you keep your humanity or something?" Atalia shrugged, and ventured into where most of the thongs were displayed. She picked up a silky black one with red polka dots, "this is fun and sexy. What do you think?"

Aldonza smiled gently as Atalia grabbed her arms and held her, their eyes meeting one another’s'.
"He is hot Lia.... more than you can imagine, but it’s not just that- it’s him…." Aldonza slipped away from Atalia's grip and wrapped her arms around her after she kissed her cheek. Al pressed her lips to Lia's neck and whispered. "And don't worry about us Atalia...." Aldonza whispered. "We'll always be us- I promise. I'll always be there for you- just like you'll always be there for me, right?" Aldonza smirked and pecked Lia on the cheek before listening intently to her advice.

If it was meant to work out- it would. If it wasn't meant to work out- Well, Aldonza didn't really want to think about that. She had never tried to dwell on the negative. Why stop now? She was a positive woman and she should stay that way. It's gotten her this far....

Lia hugged her and Al hugged back, closing her eyes for a breif moment to revel in the warmth of her embrace.
"Yeah.... I just don't want to be weak. I don't want him to affect me this way...."

Aldonza laughed as Lia held up the thong. "Hmmmm," she murmured, rubbing her shin with her fingers in a comical scrutinizing gesture. "I do believe you're going to have to try it on Lia- and maybe you should pick out something for me to try on as well? There's no fun in lingerie shopping if you don't try 'em on. Besides- I'll buy yours. My treat." she said with a smirk, her mood lightening. Atalia did always know just how to calm Al's nerves.

And right now- appealing to Al's vanity was a very good way of distracting her from Michael.

There was touching. A lot of touching. And normally it would have made Atalia uncomfortable, but Al was an exception. The two shared a strange bond that only they understood - and at times didn't; it just simply was how they seemed to co-exist with each toher. "Yeah." She answered. She wanted to say she was her long lost twin, but the words wouldn't form. She just couldn't let someone take her real sister's place or title. Aldonza... was something else. Almost something closer.

"Yeah.... I just don't want to be weak. I don't want him to affect me this way...."

Atalia laughed, shaking her head, muttering little tsk tsk noises as she listened to Aldonza speak. "Baby, you've got it bad. There ain't no turning back now!" She tilted her head, seeing that this really was bothering Al. Ata lead her beloved soul sister over to the thongs, put the black and red polka dotted one in her hands and shoved her into the dressing room. "Nah, I think this one would look better on you, babe." She then looked through the other ones and found a funky green metallic thong - that looked like it'd dropped straight out of a erotic Grease production.

Lia ran into the dressing room next to Al, and talked to her over the curtain. "You know I think he might be good for you Al - if he makes you feel that way, I mean, that's something special right? I mean hell, I've been around the rugged block a couple times and never have a found some guy that is worth my precious thinking time." Atalia laughed and slipped off her capris and residing underwear and slipped on the green thong, giggling the whole way.

"Baby, you've got it bad. There ain't no turning back now!"

"But I don't wanna have it bad!" Aldonza protested, resiting Atalia's pushes as she shoved the black and red polka dotted thong into Al's hands. She shurgged and went into the dressing room, her mind still very preoccupied. She slipped off her jeans and flip flops before stripping away her own yellow thong and replacing it with the ridiculous polka dotted one.

Cute.

It did look nice on her, but it was cute- not sexy. And she wanted sexy. Cute just wasn't the adjective that Al was looking for. In fact, cute had never been an adjective for Aldonza in the first place.
Atalia called over the curtain, her words fading into giggles. She must have gotten her own thong on.

"You know I think he might be good for you Al - if he makes you feel that way.... I've been around the rugged block a couple times and never have a found some guy that is worth my precious thinking time."

"It's not fair though. It's so wonderful.... being with him and all- but when we're not apart or he's being moody- the tension is almost unbearable. Granted, it's great foreplay but what if I get tired of it Lia? Or what if he gets tired of me? And why the hell do I even care? I'm supposed to be a fucking machine. I'm not supposed to get attatched- to anyone.... ever-" she pouted before calling over to Lia. "You got yours on?"

Aldonza let her body slink out of the dressing room and she placed one hand on her slender hip as she stood, a sarcastic smile on her face as she waited for Lia.
"This isn't sexy enough. It's too cute. I don't want cute- I want sexy, hot, undeniable.... Yeah, undeniable...."

Atalia listened to Aldonza having a coniption fit in the other dressing stall. She could barely contain her laughter. The thong was on, sleek, forming, and sassy. Though she didn't know if it'd slide as business material. She slipped out of the room, her smooth legs and lower half flaunting, while her low cut shirt did little to conceal her skin. Hell, she didn't care though. She was with her best friend, along with a couple "male shoppers for their girlfriends." Hell, let them look. They would want her later. Then she'd be the reason he wasn't with his current love interest anymore. That put a smirk on Lia's face.

Lia giggled, and spun around for Al, showing off her ass and everything in between. "Whatcha think? Grease Lightning Erotica!" She hunched down, placing her hands on her knees and then pawing like a cat. "Irresistable? Oh so very tempting... What do you think?" She then stood and walked over to a nearby mirror, checking herself out.

Then Atalia's face softened, and it was time for her to be the friend, the confider, all those important things that you can't just find around the corner. She placed a hand on Al's shoulder and smiled. "Babe, love isn't fair, no matter how you look at it. And to be honest? You're not doing yourself any favors by fretting over it all the time. If anything it'll make you more stressed when you're around him. Just play it by ear and you know you like this guy and he seems to like you..." Atalia's eyebrow raised as her blunt personality started to shine through, "or your hot sex. But either way, there isn't a lot you can do just babbling on about it." Then she became very serious, and pushed some of Al's hair out of her eyes and behind her ear. "You're not a machine, and I'll be damned before I let you become one. Go that?" Ata winked, and bumped hips with her slightly. "Besides, being a machine isn't nearly as fun as a Sex Goddess."

Sexy... She wanted sexy... Ata looked over and spotted a red thong with white lace around the elastic, with a ring in the center - borderlining dominatrix. "Does Dominatrix count as sexy?" She held the thong in between her forefinger and thumb, offering it to Al. "Now you pick out one for me."

Atalia walked out and strutted her stuff. Al couldn't help but be a little proud of the confident prowess that moved like a true feline before her. They did catch quite a bit of male attention, just standing outside the dressing rooms like that- but that was their occupation: catching male attention and much more.

She laughed and it even reached her eyes as Lia danced around, examining herself in the mirror with a righteous vanity.
"Very Erotica meets Grease. I like it-" she giggled, tossing her hair back over her shoulder. Her face grew soft and Aldonza's friend came towards her, touching her gently as she reminded her to chill out. Yeah, she had to chill out. But it was frightening- the concept of love.... was frightening. It wasn't love. It wasn't. She refused to believe it- say it.... that couldn't be it.

"or your hot sex...."

Aldonza grinned and licked her lips. "You're just jealous-" she muttered under her breath with a teasing smile before Lia got serious again. She said she wasn't a machine, but that was exactly what Al was- a machine. She just did people. Rarely did she actually get pleasure out of it. Of course, the money was pleasurable, but the men.... The men just weren't up to par. Could one be a Sex Goddess and a machine at the same time?

"Whatever you say Lia-" she smiled and bumped her hip back before grabbing Lia's thong strap and stretching it. She released the thread and the thong snapped back against Lia's skin, leaving a red mark. Al laughed and shook her head.
"I couldn't resist!"

Al smirked and nodded as Atalia held up the red thong. "Dominatrix is very sexy.... but I think I'd need a riding crop to go with it," she teased, before stepping towards Atalia, their bodies extremely close in proximity. She smirked and took the thong from her.
"All right- but I'm picking you out a whole outfit." Aldonza searched through the lingerie, taking her time before she found a black lacy pushup bra, a matching set of panties that exposed the sweet cheeks and matching fishnet hoes that hooked onto the bottom of the panties. It was a little over the top- true, but when had a man ever refused over the top?

"Here-" she handed the outfit to Lia and hopped back into her own dressing room to slip on the thong.

"Very Erotica meets Grease. I like it-"

Lia bursted into laughter and blushed. She then turned around and slapped her ass, "just call me Sandy Sweet Cheeks." Lia then winked, and twirrled on the balls of her feet. Then Atalia turned and noticed a blonde haired man who was 'shopping' stop and stare for a good five minutes. Lia winked at him and turned just so he could get a good look at her ass. "He'll be looking for me later." She whispered to Aldonza. Metallic green? Yeah, it was a keeper.

"You're just jealous-"

Raising an eyebrow, Atalia placed a hand on her hip and tilted her head. "Of what? Your peice of ass? I can get that any time I want." Atalia snickered and reached around and gave Al a playful slap on her right ass cheek. Then she giggled and kissed her on the cheek, almost apologetically.

Atalia wipped around as Al stretched her thong strapped and let out a high pitched yelp. "Christ Al!" She rubbed the sore spot and pouted at Aldonza. "You're gonna pay for that later." Too bad she was paying for her lingerie, or Atalia might really have to seek revenge. Ata then reached around and checked the price tag - making sure that it wasn't too ridiculously priced. "Hey there's a sale. Buy three get one free. Do you think they do that because it sounds catchy?" Lia rolled her eyes, disgust for sales companies showing slightly.

Aldonza became wicked close to Atalia, and she only grinned, leaning into her slightly, and when their noses touched, Atalia rubbed hers against Al's and giggled, letting Al take the thong. Now Al was picking out Ata's lingerie. She stood there crossed arms, laughing as Aldonza refused to pick out everything but simple. "My client's gonna be lucky tonight." She said, winking, as she took Al's outfit and ran into the dressing room, pulling off the rest of her clothes, and then the contraptions of leggings and push up bras.

"Of what? Your piece of ass? I can get that any time I want."

Aldonza mockingly gave Atalia a shocked look. "My ass? I don't recall you ever having my ass?" she teased, laughing before she cast a glance over at the blonde that Atalia was winking at. He was fairly cute. His eyes weren't right though. They weren't blue enough. Lia kissed her cheek quickly and Al grinned.

"Christ Al!"

Atalia howled and Aldonza could only laugh as she closed the curtain to the dressing room.
"Nah, I'm never gonna pay for that Lia- I'm paying for your undies that you decide to buy...." she said, a sarcastic lilt in her words. "Hmmm.... free-ness is always a sweet deal," she commented as she slipped on the thong and rolled up her tight black T-shirt so she could expose her taut stomach.

She stepped out of the dressing room. "You get those legging on yet Lia?" she asked, giggling. "Yeah, your client will be lucky.... men like over the top. Why the hell do you think they sell French maid costumes all year round?"

Aldonza stepped in front of the mirror and admired the thong. "Might need some fishnet leggings to go with it though- or just a pair of black stripper heels. I like the heels idea better...." she murmured to herself as she modeled in the mirror, checking herself out from every angle. Yeah. This thong was sexy. It was exactly what she wanted: slightly domineering and irresistibly suggestive.

"My ass? I don't recall you ever having my ass?"

A sly grin spread across Ata's face and she winked, "there's a reason you don't remember, babe." Inferring she was so drunk that she wouldn't remember, Atalia bursted into laughter, hoping that Al would catch on. It was a lame attempt, sure, but Lia was adorable trying to make people follow her random trains of thought and inside jokes that she alone usually understood.

Atalia merely rolled her eyes as Aldonza refused to by her Grease Erotica green thong. The fishnets rolled up her smooth, olive legs, as she hooked them onto her underwear, and clipped the clasps on the bra, feeling ridiculously sexy. Atalia beamed as she dramatically pushed the curtains aside, and leaned against the pole, her blue eyes tempting all that gazed into them. She then playfully approached Aldonza and ran her hand against her cheek, a coy grin on her face. She then laughed, and pinched Al's cheek softly. "Whatcha think, babe?"

Then Lia took a step back and cat called Aldonza, "shit girl! That's great! I'm too good for you." She winked and laughed, nodding her head. "Yeah, I like the idea of heels better than nets. They're hot, but sometimes a shithead to get off and stuff." Ata shrugged and looked at herself in the mirror, noticing that the blonde was still watching in the background.

[sorry its a wee short]

Aldonza laughed as Lia teased her. It was cute, the way they both joked with each other. It was one of the reasons they both were still sane. You had to learn to tease and laugh if you were ever going to make it in this business. Sane people simply didn't cut it. Plain and ordinary women simply didn't cut it. They either faded away into nothingness or ended up sick. Even worse, they were always the ones to put a bullet in their mouth. Sad, but true.

Aldona turned as she heard the curtains slide over with a small chinck. Atalia pushed them aside with ease, dramatic flair radiating from her motions and her sexy smile. Al couldn't help but give her a once over and laugh. "Awww….. You're all grown up-" she mocked but she shut her trap as Atalia came close, her fingers caressing Aldonza's cheek. She grinned and rested her hands on Lia's hips, looking down to examine her.
"Very sexy.... I think it'll definitely do the trick. You've already got that guy lookin'" Aldonza said with a laugh.

She stepped away from her to admire herself a little bit more in the mirror, standing on her tip-toes as if she had heels. She smirked at herself in the mirror.
So Lia finally noticed her thong. Al couldn't help but smile brilliantly and lift her chin as Lia cat called her. She laughed and strutted her stuff in front of the mirror for her, posing delicately before laughing.

"Yeah, I like the idea of heels better than nets. They're hot, but sometimes a shithead to get off and stuff."

"Well, getting into the sack with me isn't really a challenge so maybe having clothing that's hard to get off would make things more fun for him. But I think heels would look better with this piece.... was there a matching bra Lia or will I have to go commando?" she asked, turning to flash Lia a smirk. "If not I might have to reconsider how it looks on me when I'm topless- but I'm quite sure if I do that here I'll get kicked out and we wouldn't want that-" she snickered.

Atalia gave Aldonza a very nonchallant middle finger gesture as she accused her of being 'grown up.' She crossed her arms, her push up bra restin softly on her arms as she playfully glared at Al. "Too bad you won't be convicted for putting a kid on the streets anymore, huh?" Ata rolled her eyes and laughed, pushing at her bra in the mirror beside Al as they both primed and groomed themselves, deciding on whether or not they wanted to purchase their current outfits. "I think this one is a keeper. He seems to like it." Ata laughed, looking his direction, luring him all the more.

The two gazed into the mirror, becoming to vanity striken whores, so to speak. Ata nudged Al with her hip as she was standing on her tippy toes, hoping to throw her off balance. Ata then circled around the table with fancy thongs laid out all nicely, trying to find a good one for when she was on the streets. Nothing really seemed to catch her attention, satsified with the outfit she had on. She then adjusted her bra, and turned towards Aldonza. "Do you think this bra is okay?" She cupped her breasts, pushing them together and then looking at them in the mirror. "It seems a little loose in the back." Turning around, she noticed a gap when she pressed her sides together.

Atalia laughed as Aldonza talked about going topless. "I think I can point out about five guys that wouldn't mind at all."

"Do you think this bra is okay?"

Aldonza laughed, throwing her head back, her dark curls bouncing with the motion. She smirked.
"You are torturing him Lia...." she teased, moving towards her and taking Atalia's hands away from her breasts.”Besides- we've got more shopping to do- I can't have you running off for a quickie in the bathroom- I need you to help me find the most flattering clothes he's ever seen...." she said with a soft smile as she moved around Atalia, letting her soft hands run over her olive skin, her fingertips running from Lia's tiny hips up to her shoulders. She let her fingers dance along the clasp of the bra as she studied it.

She kissed Lia's shoulder quickly, though her lips lingered for a minute affectionately.
"No problem- It's adjustable." Aldonza murmured, her fingers working to tighten the bra until it fit perfectly. She slapped Atalia's ass and grinned. "There."

"I think I can point out about five guys that wouldn't mind at all."

"Topless it is," Aldonza laughed. "But I do need more- so what else do you think I'd look fabulous in?" she inquired. "I'd like a whole set though- bra and panties.... and maybe a sexy nightgown as well...." she mused.

Atalia laughed as Aldonza pointed out the fact that it was very possible that the blonde had a hard on, just staring at her like that. Then, Al started touching Atalia oh so affectionately, and make her skin get goosebumps at the gentle touch. She smirked turning her head towards her direction. "You're not helping you know." She laughed, and jumped slightly at Aldonza slapped her ass.

Aldonza kissed her shoulder, while fixing her bra, and Ata bit her lip, hoping that the poor blonde would be even more turned on by such action, rather than thinking she was a lesbian and moving on. Hell, she'd practically given him the let's go wink about forty times. Though, nothing was going to happen because Al wanted to go shopping. Once Al had finished fixing her bra, she turned around and kissed Al lightly on the neck, before going over to her capris, and pulling out a pen, and walking over to the blonde, writing her number on his hand, and then returning to the lingerie.

As Ata returned she gave a playful wink to Al. "He'll be calling me after we shop, alright?"

Her string of shopping was quickly coming to an end as Ata looked at herself once more in the mirror, and decided that this little outfit would be hers. She then sauntered over to the nightgowns, and pulled at a white lacy thing that was obviously see through. "What do you think about this for either of us?"

"You're not helping you know."

"What can I say? I'm a vain selfish hypocrite...." she whispered, letting her smirk break into laughter. Atalia jumped as Aldonza smacked her ass- quite hard. It was funny, cute even.

She kissed her on the neck and walked over to the blonde. Aldonza watched her with scrutiny. She should have been more creative with the way she gave him her number. If it had been Al- she would have stuck the number between her breasts or in her panties for him to take. A wicked smile lit her face. She was evil, wasn't she? Torturing men for so long....

She looked down at the tables of underwear and picked out a few more bras and thongs and boy-short lacy panties, their colors including bright yellow, blood red, black, white, dark purple, and peach. Aldonza didn't try them on- she knew her size. She put them in a shopping basket and frowned slightly. 'I think these will look good, you don't think I should try them on do you Lia?" she asked, wondering for a moment. They had to be perfect. She had to look perfect. Perfectly irresistible, perfectly her- and everything else that he wanted.....

"He'll be calling me after we shop, alright?"

"As long as you're not leaving me- I don't care who you do," Al replied sarcastically before laughing. "Matching nightgowns?" she considered the garment and smiled. It would look lovely with their dark hair. Yes, it would look lovely--- so soft and supple-

"I like those- for you and me.... Besides, you're pretty enough to wear anything Lia-"

"I think these will look good, you don't think I should try them on do you Lia?"

Atalia shook her head, starting to get a little irritable. "Nah, let's get the fuck outta here. I'm tired of this free peep show. I'm losing good money!" She laughed, rushing into the dressing room, and slipping off the unpurchased underwear, and putting her own clothes back on. Atalia emerged from the dressing room, and grabbed up the thongs and lingerie she deemed purchase worthy. She then smiled at Aldonza, showing them to her so that she could pay for them.

Then, a compliment sprung from Al's lips, making her blush. Atalia wasn't used to being called pretty. These days she was just a whore, and before she was just a shabby little teenager with a lot of angery issues. It wasn't like there was a lot of appreciation or gratitude or even good feelings in her life.

Except for Al.

She was the saving grace of her life. Atalia nodded, they'd look beautiful in them - she flipping through the sizes, pulling two from the rack and smiling. "I got 'em. We could be so hot together." She laughed, excited that she'd gone shopping with Aldonza today. However, the day wasn't over quite yet.

Aldonza nodded. They didn't need to try them on. She laughed.
"Free peep show- yeah.... We are losing good money. Maybe we should strip on the side just for the fun of torturing men?" She smirked and walked into the dressing room, her hips swaying with each step. She sighed as she pulled off the thong and got her jeans back on. She stepped into her squishy shoes and flip-flopped out of the curtain, twirling dramatically before taking Atalia's underwear and placing it in her shopping bag.

"I’ll pay for that dahling," she teased before smiling as Lia grabbed two nightgowns for them and placed them in the shopping bag.

Aldonza walked up to the cashier and dumped everything out on the counter. It took a good fifteen minutes before the saleswoman showed up.

"Check or credit ma'am?" asked the woman behind the counter, her blue eyes looking over Aldonza skeptically before flicking to Lia as well. And even her face showed a hint of distaste. Well, she wasn't much of a saleswoman. No doubt she had seen their little display and heard what they said. It didn't take a genius to figure out what they did for a living- though they didn't look it today. And obviously- the woman had a problem with it. Well, too bad for her.

Aldonza leaned against the countertop.

"No toots- we're paying in cash today. And it's Miss. I'm not a ma'am." She gave the cashier a fake smile and laughed as she paid the hundred something bill- with change to spare.
"Don't bother giving me change ma'am," she said apologetically. "I know it must be hard to work a minimum wage job when you're forty five."

And with that, a grudging Aldonza took their bags linked arms with Atalia, and walked out of the store.
"Judgmental bitch...." she murmured as they exited before grinning and looking to Atalia. "Where to Lia?"

"Free peep show- yeah.... We are losing good money. Maybe we should strip on the side just for the fun of torturing men?"

Atalia rolled her eyes, and shook her head. She cupped her breasts and looked down at them, as if they were prized possessions. "These girls are too high class for a stripper joint." She then scrutinized Aldonza's own attributes and grinned. "And you ain't no cheap broad either, babe." She winked and spoke honestly, "don't lower yourself to petty stripping. Unless you want to invest in those private booths where guys get off at watching you shake your ass at them, and then pay you a healthy little sum. I could deal with that. Ever heard of it?" Atalia liked being in control when it came to her field of work, and it was a reasonablely controllable enviroment. She perfered working the streets, though.

Lia grinned as Aldonza insisted on paying for their items. "It's not like I'm going to protest..." She said, laughing to herself. Though, the fifteen minute wait was ridiculous, and Atalia wasn't a patient little girl. When the saleswoman finally decided to show up, Atalia gave her the stink eye, and never took her eyes off of her, intending to make her uncomfortable.

What the hell did she care what they did for a living? They were paying for their merch, right? What a bitch.

Atalia wanted so many times to speak up, and smash something in the saleswoman's face... But she figured that Al was handling it nicely. There was always room for Atalia's own snarky remarks... but Al just had it covered for now. Lia figured the lady worked there at 45 because she was lamenting the past. Perhaps she once was able to wear sexy lingerie. It was all about jealousy. She could see it in the saleswoman's envious eyes.

Oh well. Al handled her. Lia nodded as Al pronounced her bitch title. "Agreed. I don't care where we go... I'm kinda hungry though. You?"

"Agreed. I don't care where we go... I'm kinda hungry though. You?"

"Me too," she said with a small smirk, a bit surprised that Atalia had restrained herself. She was sure she had a couple smart ass remarks for the saleswoman. Interesting.... but not all together suprising. Lia had been learning control lately- and it was a good thing to have, in all aspects of life. Unfortunately, that didn't always happen.

"Soooo...." Al drew the word out as they walked out of the store, Aldonza carrying the bag. "We're gonna have to go to the food court." She smirked. "And you darling-- need to eat a Big Mac or something because if you don't you'll never get a rough job." She smirked. "They'll think you're too brittle---" she teased before adding with a smile. "Oh, I know your not brittle Lia but it's advertisement.... you understand?"

Aldonza wrapped an arm around Lia's waist and kissed her cheek, the teasing smile vanishing before she spoke seriously to her. "And I need meat too so it's not just you. You wouldn't believe how hungry I am after Michael---" she stopped herself and would have blushed. But she was Aldonza- and Aldonza didn't blush. She simply smiled and turned away.
"Nevermind. I don't think I should kiss and tell---" her voice trailed off as she smirked.