Ask Rebecca what shoes Bernie would look good in.

“You are so kidding me, right?” Bernie said to Lillian even as she re-read the little slip of yellow paper.

But the words in front of her eyes were the same. ‘My pussy is wet and needs loving. Does yours? If it does, meet me by the bench in front of the store.’ My goddess, what is going on today? she thought. First that Chinese clerk in ‘Hot’ feeling her nipples, and now Rebecca Gamble, the anchorwoman for Channel Seven, leaving a lesbian fuck-me note in Lil's shoe!

Bernie patted her purse, thinking reassuringly of the quiet, discreet five-inch vibrator her mom had helped her pick out. A few minutes alone in the bathroom would just melt that tense feeling in her body.

“No way,” Lillian replied, firmly but evenly. “Rebecca Gamble is a dyke and wants in my pants.”

“Well, don’t keep her waiting then,” Bernie said. She smiled at Lillian. “Just think. Rebecca Gamble wants you.”

Lil looked excited but uneasy. “But Bernie, what about you? I mean, if I just take off like that...”

“I’ll be fine, don’t worry,” her brother’s girlfriend said.

“But I’ve never been with a girl before,” Lillian said. “If you could come with me I’d feel so much better.”

Bernie took a deep breath. “Maybe you should ask her to come back in and help your friend pick out some shoes,” she said.

While Lil walked toward the front of the store, Bernie stepped up in front of a mirror in the back of Decker's Shoes. The busy traffic of the sale hummed about her as she did what she could to look cute in thirty seconds or less. She tugged at her overall shorts, readjusting the top to show more of her chest. She pulled at her hair, smoothing and neatening her ponytail, as well as she could do with her thick, curly hair. She licked her lips and stepped up to the nearest shoe display, looking closely as if considering them.

A breath of sweet, delicate floral perfume tickled Bernie's nose.

“Your friend Lillian asked me what I thought would look good on you,” Rebecca Gamble said from a few inches away. “I have an idea. Tell me what you think of these?”

The attractive, poised brunette smiled at Bernie in a friendly way and held up a pair of shoes.