He smiled at me through tired eyes, and I ordered myself a cup of tea, which he did not serve. Settling on a glass of lemonade, I looked around the ba...r once again.It seemed that the property ran this place in the morning primarily to serve people pick-me-up cocktails. After a night of heavy drinking and partying, it was the least people could expect. It felt odd that the cure to excessive drinking was another drink.As I scanned the bar I saw a girl sitting alone in the corner fiddling with her. Also some black spiked heels and dark stockings. When nobody was looking he stuffed the CD's under his leather jacket and we paid for the rest. Everything was cool and we proceeded to walk out the store.We were almost home free when the fucking metal detector went off and everyone turned around to look! The security guard started heading our way but Rick grabbed a hold of my hand and said "Run baby!" We ran like bats out-a HELL!! The guard yelled, "STOP!" We didn't, we just jumped in the car. Then she slid a pair of white lacy, thigh high stockings upmy legs. "Do they feel nice, my little slut?" I admitted they did."You know, I make most of my little sluts shave their legs. Maybe Ishould do that to you."I shuddered at the thought, wondering how I would explain that at home.She smiled, understanding how easily she could scare me.She made me stand, put a white lacy garter belt around my waist, andattached the tabs to the stockings. She knelt down to do that, and herface was near. Then she could have him get her suitcase.She stepped out of the bathroom, tossing the towel in her hand onto the floor. She walked to the bed.The door opened and Bob walked in, a plastic bag suspended from one hand and her suitcase hanging from the other.They stood, both like deer in the headlights. She stared at his face, noticing his eyes take in her nudity. He was very thorough in examining her body, and part of her mind noticed that as his eyes ranged over her naked skin, a pink flush began.