Pajamas

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 »

I told Gigi that Deximo was looking for more film and she just nodded. I asked her if something was wrong.

"Well, not really..."

I told her that she looked fantastic in that peach nightie.

"Oh, I'm sure my brother will like it..."

Okay, that was a little wierd. Should I ask? No, just let it slide...

"Well, it's kinda little-girlie... I mean... it's not really me... I'm gonna try something different. Tell Dexelo to come see me in the dressing room..."

"Dezmo? Where did you go?"

After the remote controlled camera stopped clicking after a while, while Deximo looked for his film canisters, Gigi came out of the dressing room and looked around...

She looked amazing in peach lace, but seemed a little shy, or maybe just hesitant for some other reason. Deximo decided to drop a camera from one of the dressing room panels so he could shoot Gigi without getting in the shot, since the room was dominated by a huge mirror.

We think she was coming around but she hadn't quite agreed just yet.

"Let me just think about something..."

"Right now? It's almost 10pm?"

Well, Deximo and I are the nephew and daughter of the Purple Pelican's owner, so we took some liberties and told her, wanting to strike while the iron was hot, that we'd open the place just for her and she could take anything she could fit in two shopping bags. We really should have asked my mother for permission first, but we really liked this girl...

"I'll... be right back... wait here..."

"Oh, never mind that. When can we go shopping?"

Right now, we told her.