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this area?”
    “As long as it takes,” she responded.
    Okay that was definitely not helpful. I quickly interjected, “Um, it’s no problem for me. You can stay as long as you like.” I added, “I want you to stay.”
    “I will stay at least until the next moon change and then I will decide the future.”
    So I had at least a month. I smiled at her.

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    We reached the outlet complex. I figured they would have everything she would need for the next month. My favorite place to shop was Banana Republic so I parked close to there. After Celeste got out of the car, I was so excited I grabbed her hand and pulled her to the store. I just knew she would look great in their clothes. Since she was about my size, I started pulling out pants, shorts, and shirts in a size six. Before I could check myself, there was a mountain of clothes in my arms the size of Mount Rainer. I laughed and she giggled right along with me.
    She pulled me into the dressing room with her and I tried not to look, but it was hard—really hard. She didn’t seem to notice or care and never looked away as I gawked at her.
    I was right, there wasn’t one outfit that didn’t look amazing on her, but she limited her purchases to three pair of jeans, shorts, long-sleeved and short-sleeved shirts. I wondered if she liked the number three.
    She didn’t grab any underwear or socks, so I pulled out seven of each in different colors to match her new clothes.
    I was curious about what else she might have in her backpack, as she rummaged inside and pulled out her wad of cash. I was amazed at how much money she had. It didn’t seem like she’d even made a dent in the roll. I hoped that Celeste wasn’t some kind of criminal like a drug dealer with all that cash. She really didn’t seem the type. I watched as she stuffed part of the money in her back pocket before placing the rest back in her backpack. I tried not to be too obvious about sneaking a peak, but she zipped it up before I had a chance to see what might be inside.
    The sales clerk was one of those bored rebel types with an impressive amount of metal attached to her face. She was literally wearing a dog collar with spikes, and I wondered how she possibly kept her job. It’s not like Banana Republic is some punk clothing store. I watched Celeste scrutinize the young woman who rang up her purchases.
    “Bella, does she need to be walked like a human canine companion?” Celeste pointed to the dog collar.
    The woman raised her eyebrow, but fortunately didn’t seem offended.
    I cringed at her question. “Um, no. I’m pretty sure that’s how she likes to accessorize,” I whispered.
    “Accessorize?”
    “Yes, dress up her outfit,” I explained.
    “Is the metal on her face an accessory?” Celeste asked.
    I didn’t want to offend the salesperson, so I was just about to lead us out the door when the young woman chuckled. I was whispering, but Celeste wasn’t especially quiet with her questions. She stuck her tongue out at Celeste displaying a small silver ball that prominently sparkled under the store lights.
    The young woman winked at us. “This little accessory serves a dual purpose. My girlfriend loves it. You might want to get one.” She looked directly at me. “I guarantee she won’t be disappointed,” she added as she nodded in Celeste’s direction.
    I blushed and mumbled, “Thanks.”
    Recognition seemed to pass over Celeste’s face. “Oh, the little silver ball can be used to stimulate the clit when licking someone.”
    The sales clerk laughed. “Yep, sure can.”
    I tugged at Celeste and made a beeline for the door.
    After we left the Banana Republic, an electronics store caught her eye and she stood mesmerized in front of the flat screen TV you could see through the window. Like a homing pigeon, she made a beeline for the section of the store with the fancy home theater systems. I followed her in like a puppy dog.
    Normally stores put in action movies or animation because