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the
lounge, and the dark haired man pulled a chair out for Morgan. He
stood behind the pretty young girl, and said, “Julianne, she's
perfect.”

Chapter Five
     

“ This one is beautiful!”
Morgan clasped her hands around the waist of the full-busted
mannequin and looked into its lifeless eyes before dropping her
gaze back to the dress. She tried to imagine herself in the red
gown, then wondered where she would even wear such a beautiful
piece. Her fingers ran down the side until her hand reached the
little white tag, $699.99. For a dress?
Jesus Christ.
    Morgan sighed, dropped the tag and took a
few paces back to continue admiring the dress. She hadn't noticed
Julianne at her side, sipping golden champagne from a tall glass,
until she spoke, “Gorgeous gown, isn't it?”
    “Oh!” Morgan gasped, startled at Julianne's
presence, “I didn't know you were there. Yes, it is lovely.” She
followed it up with a nervous laugh and her cheeks flooded in
embarrassment.
    Morgan had been partially raised by a single
mother, one that simply flitted through life and was always on the
lookout for number one. Prom? That was laughable. Morgan had saved
just enough money from her part-time serving job to buy a
secondhand dress at a local thrift store, only to have one of the
straps break during her first slow dance. Lucky enough, she had
covered her boob before the whole junior class got a peek. She
hadn't even bothered showing up for her senior prom.
    Before Morgan could speak again, Julianne
snapped her fingers, getting the attention of one of the store
clerks. “This one,” she told the pretty brunette woman. She
explained to the girl, Beth as her name tag stated, the size needed
and also ordered a pair of matching high heels.
    “No, no, I couldn't possibly...” Morgan
protested. Just the shoes and dress had to be over $1,000, Morgan
thought to herself, and Julianne had already purchased a dozen
other dresses, as well as skirts, tops, shorts, jeans, tank tops
and matching accessories for each outfit.
    “No, I insist, you will look absolutely
amazing in this one, as well as the others,” Julianne cut her
off.
    The two of them had said their farewells to
Cade and Dennis, and Morgan had spent the better half of the day,
in and out of dressing rooms, modeling for Julianne. The first
couple of times, Julianne would quickly approach the young girl,
reaching her long fingers into Morgan's bra and would lift her
breasts until maximum cleavage was achieved. Morgan caught on
quickly and did it herself before leaving the dressing room so
Julianne wouldn't need to fondle her again.
    “Okay, I'll pay for this, you finish your
champagne, and now that we have some clothing for you, we need to
work on that complexion. Oh, and this, too,” Julianne added,
plucking a push-up bra from a nearby display. “We'll get you more
of these later, but for now, this will do.”
    Morgan's cheeks turned red
once more and she resisted the urge to cover her breasts with her
hands in an instinct to hide them from Julianne. She then
smiled, it's like the kind real women wear, and actually looked forward to trying it
on.
    Julianne did as she said, paid for the
garments, and the two of them retreated back to the white
limousine, in which the driver quickly jumped out and opened the
side doors for the ladies. Morgan slid inside, gently pushing the
bags that were scattered about the floor of the vehicle out of her
leg space and Julianne followed.
    “Okay, now, while we're waiting for your
spray-tan appointment, let's talk about what you've learned so
far,” Julianne crossed her right leg over her left and poured
Morgan a glass of wine from the cooler.
    “Well, I've definitely learned a lot about
what I've been doing wrong. I think it went really well with Cade,”
the blonde spoke, taking the glass from Julianne's hand. Morgan
finally felt confident, confident enough to believe she could
really do it. She smiled as she thought back on Cade, it had gone
very