I do not own anything from Janet Evanovich or anything from the book that this idea came from.
My Sister in Law thought it would be funny to give me and her brother an erotica book after we were married. I just happened to pick it up and look in it a while ago and this one story triggered my thoughts on Lester hope you enjoy it.
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Ahhh Shopping, the highlight of most women's days. I never could understand whenever I heard a woman say that she hated shopping. I loved it even if I had to carry a two hundred and fifty pound body guard with me in the shape of Lester Santos. I loved shopping, it was my thing, and it calmed the beast inside me. I absolutely loved going thru racks and racks of clothes, searching for the one or two pieces that I just had to have, and then there were the shoes, oh my yes the shoes.
I had been at the mall for two hours walking to each store and looking. In some stores id buy something and in the others it was just browsing. When I made it into the shoe department, Lester started to sweat.
"What? I bought that little black dress I need shoes to go with it" I tell him
"Steph we've been here for two hours already and I've seen your shoe collection. You have every pair of black shoe under the sun"
"But I don't have any for that dress" I said pointing to one of the bags id made him hold
"How could that be?"
MEN! They just don't understand the importance of the right shoe. Ignoring Lester I continued my search for the right shoes. Just when I thought all hope was lost I spotted the pair, they sparkled and did that little ding thing when I came near. OK they didn't really ding but they should have. Picking them up out of the box, I cradled them carefully. Lester peeked over my shoulder and let out a long whistle.
"Damn Beautiful your gonna pay that much for those?" he asked
"They're made in Spain"
"So you could just as easily gotten those over there they look about the same"
"These are a pair of polished leather spiked heeled sandals"
"Well excuseeee me"
"Besides I've saved a pretty penny from working at RangeMan, I think ill splurge a little" I said re-boxing then Spain shoes and carrying them up to pay for them
By the time Lester and I made it out of the shoe department and back into the Mall, I was feeling quite hungry so I led us into the food court where we sat and enjoyed lunch.
"So we're done right? You've been to every store in here" Lester asked
"I have one more store to go to and then we can go home"
"Uggg"
Lester and I got up from our table and threw away all of our trash. As I led him over to the escalator I almost felt sorry for him when I looked back at all the bags he was carrying, almost. There was no way in hell I was going to leave and not stop at Victoria secret. I stood with Lester in front of the store, inside you could just see the difference of the contrast of the other stores in the mall. The carpets were different, the colors and the lighting it all had a soft feminine feel to it, which flattered each woman walking in no matter how she looked. Lester grunted next to me.
"No way Steph" he said backing up
"What's the matter? You scared of the panties Les?" I asked "I thought you were the master at taking them off?"
"Yes I am but I don't go and buy them. People will think I'm a sick pervert if I go in there"
"Suit yourself, I'm going to grab Sandy she's my favorite sales girl and always gets me the best sets for me"
I walked in and looked around for Sandy but I couldn't find her. What was I going to do now? Sandy always selects things for me and comes into the dressing room and helps me into them, she really knows her lingerie. I look at the sales desk and see a young girl with short black hair; walking up to her I ask where Sandy is at.
"Excuse me is Sandy here?" I ask
"Oh no sorry Ma'am she took off today. I'm Jessy can I help you?"
"Oh no thank you, ill just look around"
After spending several minutes looking around at some stuff on the racks and tables I get frustrated that nothing is calling out to me. I place my hands on my hips and huff out a sigh. Looking around again my eyes land on Lester sitting out in the Mall with all my bags. Being hot and flustered, I had a wicked thought.
"Hey" I said coming to him
"You done?" he asked
"No I need your help. Sandy's not here and I want to try stuff on but I don't know if it looks good on me. You're a man you'll know what gets you going. Will you tell me?"
"You're shitting me right?"
"No Lester, I need you" I said as I pulled on his hand "please?"