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Slipping back into the changing room, I close the door and strip down to just my panties. There is a full-length mirror, and I pause at the sight of my fully naked body. I haven’t seen myself in a while, since I was sent to live with Cyrus. He wouldn’t allow me to see myself—it was an isolation/breaking thing, I’m sure.
But now that I’m standing here, staring at myself, I wonder what the hell has happened to me. I’ve lost weight.
I’m small, really small.
My bones stick out at my hips, and I wonder what the hell Itch is going to think about me in a few weeks when he sees me naked for the first time. I definitely do not look like the women who walk around the clubhouse barely dressed every night.
Not by a long shot.
He's going to be so disappointed in me.
ITCH
Glancing at my phone, I take in the time. Piper’s been in the dressing room for over an hour, and the saleswoman has been eyeballing me for that entire time as she chats to another saleswoman. I’m pretty sure they’re going to call the cops on me for kidnapping or some shit. I know without a doubt that she thinks this is some child bride bullshit.
Standing, I walk to the entrance of the dressing room and stick my head inside. “Hey, babe, you doin’ okay?” I ask.
There is a moment of silence before the door opens and Piper takes a step out. She’s got a dress on. It’s a blue short dress with thin straps and flowers on it. The dress is almost sweet looking, and I can’t help but stare at her, because she’s just that beautiful.
“I think this is too much,” she murmurs, shifting from foot to foot, obviously a bit self-conscious.
“Too much of what?” I ask.
“Everything. Too much skin, too sweet, too much.”
My feet instantly begin to move toward her. I don’t know why, but I feel the need to touch her right now. I lift my hand to cup her cheek, dipping my head so my mouth can be closer to hers, but I don’t kiss her.
“Itch,” she rasps.
“Nothing about this dress is too much of anything. I want you to have it. You look absolutely beautiful in it.”
She opens her mouth, likely to protest the dress, but I don’t let her. I touch my lips to the corner of hers, then let my hand fall and take a step backward. Looking from side to side, I shift my attention back to her and give her a smirk.
“You’re buying the dress and whatever else you want. You about done?” I ask.
“This was the last thing,” she says.
Jerking my chin, I give her a smirk before I ask her for the clothes she wants. I watch as she looks back at the hooks where she has dozens of things from shirts to jeans, to shorts, to long sleeves hanging, then she switches her attention back to mine.
“I really should only pick a few from the yes pile,” she mutters.
“Give me the whole yes pile,” I demand. “I’ll wait here until I get the dress.”
She lets out a heavy sigh, looks back at the dressing room, then shifts her attention back to mine before she nods her head. “It’s too much. Really.”
Shaking my head, I clear my throat and lean forward. I don’t raise my voice or anything, but my inflection and tone are clear when I speak. “Give me the clothes, Piper.”
Her eyes widen, and she takes half a step backward, then another. I observe as she turns, gathers a whole pile of clothes, and brings them back to me. “Let me change real quick,” she murmurs.
Five minutes later, I have the blue dress, plus a bunch of other shit at the counter waiting for the saleswoman to ring them all up. She isn’t friendly, doesn’t try to make small talk with me, which is fine. I couldn’t give a fuck about her.
Turning my head, I look down at Piper when she arrives at my side. “You got under shit, too?” I ask her.
Instantly, her cheeks tint pink just the way I like them. I should probably be embarrassed as well, but I’m not at all. We all have to wear shit under our clothes, and I can’t deny that there is something inherently sexy about peeling women’s underwear off.
“I need some,” she whispers.
I decide I’ve bought enough at this store, and we’ll go somewhere else for that shit, so as soon as the total is up, I take out my wad of cash and count the bills.
