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Angel had been very excited when she saw she was buying a present for Mimi. As her best friend Angel had lots of ideas of what to buy, making it hard to decide which to choose. She knew she wanted to hand make the present to personalise it for Mimi. In the end she decided to sew her a skirt as she knew how much her best friend loved to put on a tight skirt and flirt with Roger; anything to show off that ass of hers.

Every Monday morning a nearby market had lots of fabric stalls, but Angel didn't have quite enough money this week. She planned to start drumming early hoping to earn enough to buy the fabric before the market closed. Unfortunately her plan didn't take into account her lover.

Angel awoke early still in Collins tight embrace and gently tried to move to the edge of the bed without disturbing him. As she tried to extract herself from his arms he gave a groan and she froze. When she was sure he was still asleep she tried to move his arm from around her, but instead he used it to tug her down onto his chest.

"Baby whatch-ya doing?" he asked sleepily.

"I need to get up honey" she replied pressing a quick kiss to his neck. His arms tightened around her.

"I can think of better things to be doing at this time." He replied suggestively as his hands moved down to squeeze her ass.

"But I need to go and earn money" she countered trying to ignore the shiver of excitement she felt at his words.

"I'd pay you to stay here for a while" he responded flipping them over so she was on her back underneath him.

"You make me sound like a hooker" Angel chided him gently.

"Sorry my Angel" he replied then getting an idea added "you better let me make it up to you" and he started to kiss down her body.

Angel couldn't suppress a moan. What would one hour matter?

By the time Angel started drumming she knew she would have to earn enough money quickly if she didn't want to miss the market. Instead of starting with a simpler beat to warm up as she usually did, Angel launched straight into a hard rhythm focussing on the perfect present she wanted to make for her chica. Her determination worked and she soon had some people giving her some money.

When she had enough Angel rushed over to the market and headed straight to her favourite stall. The woman there knew her well, but had never seen her out of drag before. At first she couldn't believe that this man standing before her was her favourite customer, but Angel's large smile soon got rid of her doubts and she eagerly showed Angel the best fabrics she had. Settling on a dark blue material Angel also bought some gold sequins and stars to sew on.

Once Angel got back to her apartment and had changed into drag she began to measure the material. Then she was struck by a worrying thought: being a heroin addict Mimi's weight was worryingly low and fluctuated depending on how well she was coping with beating her addiction. Angel wasn't sure what size to make the skirt.

After considering it for a while Angel decided there was only one way to find out and headed off to Mimi's.

"Is that a new wig?" Were Mimi's first words upon opening the door.

"No" Angel replied "I just decided I didn't suit blonde so I dyed it."

"It suits you chica." Mimi complimented her. After talking for a while Angel began her plan.

"Have you decided what you're wearing tonight?" She asked casually. The group were going to try out a new night club that had opened a few blocks away.

"I was thinking of wearing this dress" Mimi replied getting a tight green dress from the wardrobe.

"You'll look so hot in this!" Angel exclaimed, surreptitiously checking the label of the dress and measuring the waistband against herself so she'd remember it later.

When Angel left Mimi's later than planned she hurriedly cut the material before she could forget the size. Then she set about the job of hand sewing all the gold shapes onto it. It was a long task and it took most of her free time, but she saw it as a sign of her deep friendship with Mimi and wanted to put effort into it. She finally finished the skirt on Christmas Eve and holding it up to examine it she knew it had been worth it. After all a skirt's got to be pretty good to match the best ass below 14th street.

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