Joseph parked in a handicapped space in front of Designs By Suzie. "Aren't you going to get a ticket for parking there?" she asked him.
"So? Daddy will have to pay it, not me." She couldn't argue with him there. She followed Joseph into the store, her nose wrinkling at all the tacky clothes. Nothing as nice as the stores in the Bangor Mall. She should ask him to go back there, but she didn't want to wait another two hours to get rid of this uncomfortable bra. Her breasts might explode by then.
Among the racks of lingerie, she found the group of high school girls who'd made fun of her pimples, hair, and clothes. What right did they have to insult me? she wondered. Look at them in drab, puffy coats with all that permed hair and blue eyeliner that had gone out of fashion fifteen years ago at least. They're walking fashion disasters.
She picked up a bra-one of the biggest in stock-and held it up to her chest. "You know, I saw the training bras over there," she said as she inspected the undergarment. "I thought I might save you some time."
The girls looked at one another and then the blonde said, "Who are you? I don't remember seeing you around before."
"I'm just passing through with my boyfriend." She turned and called out, "Joseph, darling, what do you think of this?"
Joseph came over, a wolfish grin on his face. "I think it looks great," he said. "Go try it on."
"Sure. Why don't you come with me to see how it fits? Unless you want to wait until later?"
"I don't think I can wait that long," he said. Samantha took his head and winked at the high school girls as she led Joseph into the fitting room. As soon as the door closed, she tore off her jacket, shirt, and old bra. She pressed the new one into Joseph's hands. He licked his lips as he fit the new bra to her breasts. "A perfect fit."
"Excuse me, but only one person is allowed into the fitting rooms at a time. I have to ask you two to leave," Suzie said.
Samantha threw open the door, Suzie gasping and the high school girls gaping at her in only the bra and her jeans. "Fine, we'll leave. Joseph, dear, pay the woman."
He handed some bills to Suzie as Samantha glided past the shocked high school girls. She kept her back rigid to make sure they got a good look at her breasts. That'll teach them, she thought with a sly smile. She continued walking almost nude all the way out to the car, suppressing a laugh when an old lady gasped at her. Only when she got into the car did she put the shirt and jacket back on, her body shivering from the cold.