FORTY ONE

When Sasha had said 'shopping' I hadn't thought she had meant going to procure an insane am out of lingeries and scandalous clothes. We had headed to the mall after classes and she had ganged up with the young clerk there in making me miserable.

"Oooh, this one looks tempting enough". She said holding up a small red fabric which I couldn't quite make sense of at the moment.

The clerk nodded in complete agreeance.

"It'll go well with her skin". She said. "I can almost picture it accentuating those delicate curves".

My cheeks flamed even more and I cleared my throat quietly.

"Don't look so shy, Alexa, it's just us girls here". Sasha said to me.

I knew, but it couldn't be helped.

"Pink or green?". She asked the clerk.

She thought it through for a moment before responding.

"Green. It'll go well with her eyes!". She said and Sasha nodded in agreement.

"Indeed it will". She said as she tossed a green cloth into the shopping cart.

"What's your man like anyway? Does he like you b