High Heels

Wow. When Deximo advised Gigi that she should choose some panties to go with the sheer negligee she slid herself into, she just laughed.

"You can tell I don't have underpants?"

Deximo tried to fluff down the front of her slit-side gown and only wound up exposing her privates even more. She didn't even flinch even as Deximo began his little 'I'm a professional photographer' speech. She interrupted him.

"So, do you want me to show my pussy or not?" Read more »

"Now if I had a body like that, I could wear just about anything in here..."

We assured Gigi that we liked her body just fine.

"Oh, stop... I would totally fall out of something like that..."

Gigi seemed a little indecisive on what to try on first, like most rabid shoppers, so Deximo suggested some sheer and frilly pajamas and they made their way to the dressing rooms...

"Wow! I wish I had these when I was working in Las Vegas!"

We had to ask...

"Oh, it was just an afterschool job. Nothing special. Didn't last long..."

The often controversial display boards emblazoned with skantily-clad models in the Purple Pelican window quickly got her attention.

"Wow... I hope they have something like that in my size..."

We hoped so, too.

When we finally got to Springfield and got out of the car, Gigi was a little surprised, and not exactly happily.

"THIS is where we're going shopping?"

We told her that that was the place.

"I thought we were going to a mall or something. This place seems... a little small..."

We assured her that she'd likely find more than what she wanted here.

"Okay."

Just as we were leaving she stopped and asked, "Do they sell pajamas at this store?"

We told her that, yes, of course they do.

"Bikinis?"

Yes.

"High heels?"

Definitely.

"Awesome. I need lots of those things... And you're gonna take pictures of me in them?"

Oh.... yeah....

"Lemme just leave a note for Johnson," she said, and scribbled something on the wipeboard in the kitchen. "I can't wait to show him my new clothes... and I don't even have them yet!"

It was Johnson. The Love Pops keyboardist. Wow, he's got himself one gorgeous little sister and he's been hiding her from us!

"Okay, I'm ready..."

Wow. What a knockout. Deximo told me she was curvy and cute, but the outfit she just squeezed herself into was... well... 'cute' isn't the word that immediately comes to mind when trying to describe it.

"I just needed to think about what to wear. How's this?"

"This" is just fine.