The two weeks in Florida were great, very relaxing and just what I needed. I only hoped that Elle would feel the same, especially when I had to spend most of another week in North Carolina on business, before I came back..., alone!
I'd also read the pamphlet that Kat had given me, found it very interesting and I'd done some research. If it turned out to be legitimate..., well, let's just say it might lead to some entertaining evenings.
Naturally, Elle called me on Monday, telling me how much she'd missed me and then asked if I could see her on Thursday? "I'm taking a "Personal," day because I have a doctor's appointment..., maybe you can take me?"
"Do you think that's a good idea?" I asked. "I'm sure he or she knows Todd so...."
"No, he doesn't know Todd and they'll never run into one another so..., it would make me feel better if you came with me."
We planned a time and place to meet, a shopping center in an adjacent town, "..., would be best," she told me and she refused to say any more.
Lexi had also been thrilled to have me back, two stories every night to make up for the ones she'd missed while I'd been away and I got a lot of work, and a few personal responsibilities, done during the ensuing two days.
Thursday we met, Elle late by about fifteen minutes. "Sorry," when she got into my car, followed by a huge hug and kiss.
She had directions to where we were going.
When I asked, all I could get out of her was, "Todd isn't happy with my decision..., as a matter of fact he isn't speaking to me. But I told him it was something that I'd been thinking about for years..., and I have really been thinking about it, so if he wasn't happy..., too bad."
It took us a half hour to get to the medical center and by the time we were in the physician's suite..., I knew what we were there for.
Plastic surgery!
As she explained it, since Kat was the first to broach the subject, on our second trip to 2Hot, "Remember her telling me, "You have such a beautiful body..., you should think about having your tits done."
"Kat...?" I said, "Yeah, I remember..., but I really don't see anything wrong with your breasts."
"I know that and thank you?" she replied, "But like I said, I've looked at myself in the mirror and wondered..., ever since Kim was born..., why have my boobs flattened out? I'm too young to look like a grandmother. Then, last time we were there, when the dancer was in the dressing room with me, she and Kat told me I'd really like the way I looked after I had it done. It was Jeanne, the dancer, who recommended this doctor. She said he's done just about every stripper in three states and there's never been one complaint about his work."
The biggest problem we encountered in her hour long consultation...? What size did she want!
She just wanted to fill in what she'd lost, "..., so I'll look like I did when I was twenty two."
The doctor and his nurse both suggested that she go up at least, "..., one inch in ban size, which would add one cup size, but we should work toward, preferably two cup sizes."
When I asked, "Wouldn't that be a bit of dramatic?" They both laughed, the doctor saying, "The biggest post recovery complaint we have is..., "I should have gone bigger!"
They then took some pictures of Elle topless and entered them into a computer program. A minute later her pictures were on the computer screen and the nurse was able to project how she would look with: Just a restoration of her present size. How she'd look with an inch increase and one cup size increase. And finally, what the doctor had suggested, one inch and two cup sizes.
She listened to her doctor.
The surgery was scheduled for the school vacation week, along with how long she should expect her initial recovery to take. In addition, she should also expect that it could take a full year for her breast to finally look, "natural." However, he added, "..., given your age, the fact that you've kept yourself in great physical condition and your epidermis is quite elastic, it probably won't take you three to four months to achieve that, "natural," look." She then signed the necessary consent forms and paid a deposit on the price agreed upon.
I found the whole process very stimulating. Especially since it had been Kat and Jeannie who'd been the antagonists!
Since we were in the city anyway, I drove to another store I'd seen advertised in the Phoenix newspaper, this one, "Seductive Nights," claimed to specialize in, "Clubwear."
As it turned out, the store I was looking for was one of four similar retail outlets, all in a two block area and all selling the same type of merchandise. The one advertised just happened be have the nicest selection, which was well displayed and presented. That store also had a young and diverse sales staff and..., best of all, dressing rooms on the sales floor, with the added bonus of cloth curtains instead of doors.
A young Asian girl approached and offered, with a pretty smile, "You need any help, please ask."
"Just looking right now," I answered, "but I'll holler if we need anything."
I hollered in about two minutes!
That was how long it took Elle to find about twenty things she liked.
Her name was Hue and she was Vietnamese/American. Less than 5' tall, with smooth cocoa skin, a cute body and an already established pretty smile. Like Kat, she was immediately smitten with Elle, the two of them off on their own, leaving me standing outside the dressing rooms waiting for their return.
That turned out to be a good thing, one of the other salesgirls leading a Latina to the closest dressing room, causing me to move back into an aisle with a display shelf between the dressing room and myself. The salesgirl was also Latin, the two of them speaking Spanish, with enough, "
Buenos
," thrown in that I knew they liked what the girl had tried on. When the salesgirl opened the curtain to fetch something, shoes it turned out, the customer was facing out, and the front of the blouse she was wearing hadn't been fully buttoned, leaving her rather ample chest almost completely exposed! If she noticed me looking, she didn't acknowledge it and when the sales girl returned with the shoes..., that point became moot when she said something to the salesgirl and they left the curtain askew. Watched her put on the shoes, button the blouse, admire herself in the mirror and then step out to..., look at me and ask, "
Es bueno
?"
"
Es
muy
bonita...
,
como
tu
!" I answered, using up almost my entire Spanish repertoire!
I guess she was suitably impressed because she replied, "
Gracias
," and left the curtain open enough that I watched her strip off everything but her thong!
Luckily, she'd already gotten dressed, gave me a smile and a wink when she exited, and was at the checkout when Elle and Hue returned with an armload of clothes.
Only one dress, the rest mini skirts, blouses, a sweater, a jacket and a pair of jeans. While Elle started to get undressed, Hue went looking for, "accessories," smiling at me. With her gone, I opened the curtain to admire Elle naked, something I was looking forward to doing a lot more of. Not surprisingly, she hadn't been wearing any undergarments, the rule now when we went out, not the exception.
I gave her a kiss and then drew the curtain..., leaving it open more than a little bit and then went back to my observation post behind the display shelf.
Unfortunately, there weren't any men in the store to watch her.
She modeled everything, surprising and confusing Hue by insisting on using the narrow, "Wal-Mart," mirror mounted on a column just outside the dressing rooms, instead of the full sized, 3way mirrors, mounted on the back wall of each dressing room. And she did this no matter how revealing the garment.
It took us another visit before Hue figured it out why and only then because there was another couple in the store.
They were, seemingly, more than a bit mismatched, she large, though shapely and very boisterous, him almost diminutive in stature and reticent to the point of timid.
They were also Latino.
She was being helped by the same girl who'd worked with the first Latina I'd encountered, this customer much more of a, "fashion," challenge. Some how, the clerk was able to put together a number of ensembles for the girl to try, having her enter the dressing room next to the one that Elle entered moments later, she and Hue having picked out an equal number items for Elle to model.
The male half of the couple stood just off to the right of his girl's dressing room, which put him right in front of the dressing room where Elle was undressing. I was in my, now customary voyeur position, one aisle away from the dressing rooms, behind a merchandise display, with a direct view into Elle's dressing room.
And, as was now their habit, Hue had gone to find shoes and accessories for the outfits they'd chosen and Elle had neglected to close the curtain covering the dressing room opening.
I can't be sure, but if I had to guess, I'd say that the kid forgot I was there, or..., he saw an opportunity that he couldn't pass up.
With both sides of her curtain drawn slightly to the middle, Elle had given the boy two chances to see her undressed and he missed neither. Backing up a step, he very casually glanced to his right just in time to see her pull her sweater over her head. And, as discussed was now the case, Elle wasn't wearing any undergarments, a habit that made her feel both, "free," and, "wicked."
I'm sure the boy agreed with the latter, but could care less about the former!
The glace became a stare, which Elle naturally ignored, her focus now on her chest, more than likely on how it would look in less than a month.
I doubted that the kid was thinking the same thing!
Then his girlfriend called out, "
