Chpt. 3- A Peasants Wardrobe Fit for a King
They had been wandering through the stores in the mall for at least an hour now, barely getting anywhere due to Courtney's curiosity of the "Quaint" Devices of the lower classes. Now they stood amidst an Old Navy store with Courtney looking at a tube top, not quite certain of what to do with it.
"No, Courtney, likes this," says Ginger
"But Ginger nmmmph... well that does work now doesn't it but I don't think it suits me."
Taking off her newly donned garment Courtney is struck with an "ingenious" idea.
"I have an idea, lets get Blake some school cloths"
"Sister, I really don't think that's necessary."
"Sure it is, silly,"
"Yeah, Blakey-boy," says Carl, "Let's go"
Gabbing Blake's hand Carl begins to drag him toward the boy's department with the girls in tow, upon the grip of Carl's hand upon his own Blake's face shifts to a bright shade of red.
(20 minutes later)
With his arms now piles with cloths he'd never seen Blake is lead to the guy's dressing room...
They had been wandering through the stores in the mall for at least an hour now, barely getting anywhere due to Courtney's curiosity of the "Quaint" Devices of the lower classes. Now they stood amidst an Old Navy store with Courtney looking at a tube top, not quite certain of what to do with it.
"No, Courtney, likes this," says Ginger
"But Ginger nmmmph... well that does work now doesn't it but I don't think it suits me."
Taking off her newly donned garment Courtney is struck with an "ingenious" idea.
"I have an idea, lets get Blake some school cloths"
"Sister, I really don't think that's necessary."
"Sure it is, silly,"
"Yeah, Blakey-boy," says Carl, "Let's go"
Gabbing Blake's hand Carl begins to drag him toward the boy's department with the girls in tow, upon the grip of Carl's hand upon his own Blake's face shifts to a bright shade of red.
(20 minutes later)
With his arms now piles with cloths he'd never seen Blake is lead to the guy's dressing room...