Chapter 17: Violet

She handed me a variety of underwear I wouldn’t have even considered. Along with the underwear we started looking at the different bras.

“Do you know what size bra you are?” Amy asked as she held a lace bra.

“I usually wear a medium or small.”

“No, I mean like your actual bra size.”

“Oh, um no. I don’t know that. Is that something I should know?”

“Normally, yes. I can measure you really quick and that will give you an idea.” She pulled out a measuring tape and wrapped it around my waist and then my breasts. “Damn.”

“What? Is something wrong?”

“Your body is very deceiving.”

“What does that mean?”

“It means, you have bigger tits than it looks. I think you are about a 32C or 32D.” She grabbed a few bras from the wall and handed them to me. “Go try them on.”

I put the first bra on. It felt like I was trapped. I instantly took it off and put on the other one. It fits way better. I looked at my reflection. My boobs were perky. The bra pushed them up and made my waist look tiny and tits look amazing.

“How’s it going in there? Are any of them fitting?”

“I like this grey soft one. It fits nice.” I say back.

“Oh yeah, the jersey bras are so soft.”

I take off the bra and look at the tag. 32D. I guess that was relatively large for a bra size. I walked out of the changing room holding the bra I liked.

Amy handed me five other bras, two were similar to the one I tried on, one lace and another see through.

“In what universe would I need to wear a see-through bra?”

“In case you would like to entertain a gentleman.”

“I hardly think that I will need to entertain a gentleman anytime soon.”

“Humor me.” She said and threw the bras into the cart. I rolled my eyes. “Pajamas, this way.”

I grabbed a pair of shorts and camisole combo in three different colors. I grabbed a pair of joggers and a sweater that had the word sleepy written across the front. It was way cuter than the sweatshirt I was wearing now.

“I think I’m set on clothes.” I looked down at the cart full of an assortment of clothes and undergarments.

“I think so, too!” Amy said and smiled. “I can hook you up with someone who can help you with a cell phone.”

We walked through the aisles and made our way to the electronic section. “Hi, Antwon.” Amy said in a sing song voice.

A guy who was behind the counter turned around. “Hi, Amy. You’re looking fine as hell, today.” He wore the same red smock Amy wore. He was tall, dark, and handsome. His hair was long and in dread locks.

Amy leaned over and whispered, “he’s so hot. I’ve fucked him at least a dozen times. But he doesn’t want a commitment.”

I looked at her shocked.

“What can I do for you lovely ladies?” Antwon said and gave Amy a long look and then looked at me. He gave me a once over and looked intrigued.

“My friend here needs help getting a cell phone. I told her you could hook her up.” Amy purred at Antwon.

“Of course, of course. Step this way.” Antwon swung his hand across the glass case that was in front of him. “Do you know what you are looking for?”

“I’m afraid I’m a little behind the times. I would like to have something that can call and have GPS.”

“I can definitely help you with that.”

After about thirty minutes of talking about different aspects of each phone he showed me I settled on an iPhone 12. Antwon said it was super easy to use and after a while I would be a wizz at texting and calling on it. He also set me up with a cell phone plan. Which took longer than expected as I didn’t have an ID, no previous address or a current one. But one way or another Antwon worked his magic and set me up with a phone that worked.

“Thank you, Antwon. I really appreciate it.” I took my new phone and held it gingerly in my hands. It seemed so fragile and completely different than the cell phones that I had seen ten years ago. The ones from then flipped and had buttons. This one had a screen and more than one camera.

“Don’t worry! Eventually you will be a pro.” I turned and started to walk away. I could hear Amy giggling at what Antwon was saying but couldn’t hear what he was saying. “Don’t be a stranger Violet.” He yelled.

I could hear Amy running up to me as I walked through the store. I could see the pharmacy section and started to make my way over there. I still needed bathroom essentials and that would end my Target run.

Amy helped me pick out shampoo, conditioner, bodywash and tampons. She insisted that I buy some basic make up to wear on special occasions. She helped me so much and I couldn’t have been happier with my purchases.

“Was there anything else that you needed?” Amy said as she looked in the little mirror in the makeup section.

“For now, I think that’s all I needed. If I need anything I’ll for sure be back.”

“It was super fun, Violet. Give me your phone.” She held out her hand and I handed her my new phone. She typed on it and then handed it back. “There you go. I’m your first contact. Let me know if you need anything or just want to hang out. I better go and fold some sweaters or something.”

She gave me a quick hug and left. She was so nice. I’m sure it wasn’t her job to help me as much as she did, but I wouldn’t have been able to do it without her. I had a full cart of clothes, bathroom supplies and a phone and I was good to go.

It was time to check out. I hoped I had enough cash to cover this load. I didn’t pay any attention to what the price tag said as Amy threw items into my cart. I stood in line behind the mom that entered the store before me. She had a cart full of groceries. The baby on her back was screaming and she seemed unfazed. I tried to make funny faces at the baby, but it didn’t see me through its teary eyes.

The mom got checked out and it was my turn, I put my items on the conveyor belt. I piled my clothes up and the worker started to scan the items. The older gentleman that scanned my items had glasses on the tip of his nose and he took care to make sure each tag was scanned accurately.

My cheeks started to blush when he got to my undergarments. The thongs that Amy insisted on my buying were in the man named Ed’s hands. He didn’t bat an eye. He continued to scan at the same pace as he was with any other items. He scanned the final item and looked at the screen. “Your total is thirteen forty-seven twenty-nine.”

I pulled out a few bills from my pocket and handed them to him. “Can I ask you something?”

He grabbed the money and punched in some numbers into his register. “Of course.”

“Was this a ridiculous amount of money to spend on clothes?”

He looked at me over his glasses and paused. He pulled his glasses off and smiled. “I see people come in and spend thousands of dollars on clothes every week. And they are regulars.”

I took a deep breath. “Ok good. I felt like I was spending a lot of money but that makes me feel better.”

“Not to be rude, but if the clothes you were wearing were the best that you had you have seriously upgraded your wardrobe.” He gave me a quick smile.

“Thank you.” I grabbed the bag that he was handing me. In total I had fifteen bags full of new clothes and items that I needed. I loaded them into my Jeep and made my way back to the hotel. This was really a new start to my life.