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Lucia glared at me, then turned to the saleslady and grumbled, “Alright, what about underwear?”

“We don’t have much,” the woman said as she pointed to a rack. “Just these – ”

“GRANNY PANTIES?!” Lucia yelled. “Oh HELL no!”

“You don’t have to wear them if you don’t want to, but at least get them,” I snapped.

“What about you?” she challenged me. “You ever gonna change your boxers?”

“Yes, I am. I’ve got more back at the house.”

“Why didn’t you change them this morning, then?”

“Because a very annoying person was in the room with me.”

Lucia smirked as she remembered. “…oh yeah… okay, fine, whatever, but I’m not wearing them unless it’s the end of the world.”

“Better to have them and not need them, than need them and not have them.”

“Better to not wear them at all,” she retorted.

She picked out three sports bras, four t-shirts, four long-sleeve tops made of cotton, two yoga pants, a package of socks, and an insulated jacket that could withstand both 50-degree nights and rainfall.

And the granny panties.

I also got a small JanSport backpack for her to carry all of that in, along with two five-gallon containers for water and some canteens.

While I was gathering the other supplies, she came out of the dressing room wearing the boots, black yoga pants, and a light blue top.

She looked different from ‘high fashion’ Lucia – but she still looked amazing. Everything was tight enough that it showed off her amazing ass.

“I kind of like this,” she said as she checked herself out in the mirror.

“You look very pretty,” the blonde woman complimented her.

“Thank you,” Lucia said, then looked at me and said teasingly, “Do I look pretty, Massimo?”

“…you look nice,” I grumbled.

“I guess that’s something,” she said drily, then turned to the woman. “Do you have anything for my hair? Scrunchies or clips?”

I paid the woman in cash. By the time we walked out, Lucia’s old clothes were inside a plastic bag, and her long hair was pulled back in a ponytail.

I couldn’t walk behind her. The view was too much. I had to make sure I stayed right next to her.

I really like ponytails. I think they’re sexy. My first girlfriend when I was a teenager wore a ponytail, and I kind of had a thing for them.

Watching the combination of Lucia’s hair bobbing along – and her gorgeous ass in yoga pants swaying back and forth as she walked – was way too much for me to handle.

I was gonna have to jerk off again when we got back to the house, I just knew it.

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We stopped by the local grocery store and stocked up on canned and tinned foods. I bought a toothbrush for Lucia and things like deodorant – plus I got a cheap charger for my cell phone that could plug into a wall socket. The one I’d bought back at the gas station only worked with a car’s cigarette lighter. In addition, I snagged a dozen cloth bags. No way I wanted to be out on the street and have a paper bag rip open.

“Why aren’t we getting anything good?” Lucia asked snottily as she inspected my food choices.

“We need stuff that’ll keep,” I said in a low voice so no one else could hear. “We won’t be coming back for a while.”

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