Onwards to the Boutique

“Which of you have the most experience with fire arms?” You ask.

“I do.” Gwen Says.

Looking at the guns that Frank and the boys no longer need, you pick up the rifle and its ammunition and hold it out to her.

“For you, Gwen.” You say.

With a hesitant smile, Gwen puts her pistol in the back of her pants and takes the rifle from you. Picking up the revolver and shotgun you decide to keep those and, after chambering a round, you nod to the girls.

“Well we're under dressed but well armed, lets see what Jacqueline’s has to offer.” You tell them.

As a unit, the four of you head up from with you in the front, Gwen and Aimee in the middle, and Lea bringing up the rear. Crouching down behind the registers, you observe the parking lot. You can see that its no longer raining for the moment, but the clouds are dark and filled with moisture. What cars you see are all wrecks having been stripped of tires and the like, work of the militia no doubt you think to yourself.

“I don’t see anything.” Lea says, in a loud whisper.

“Let’s do it.” You say, rising from your crouched position.

Slowly you move out into the light of the early morning, eyes constantly moving back and forth scanning everything. With a quick look behind, you see the girls moving out in your wake and slowly a step at a time make your way down the strip mall.

“Psssttt.” you hear, looking back you see Gwen pointing to a storefront a couple hundred yards down facing you. Sure Enough the marquee says Jacqueline’s, but you see a flash of metal which as you get close turns out to be the stores rolling shutters which are down and locked.

Arriving at the store front, you find the glass windows and doors like everything else are shattered. Reaching down you find the handle to the rolling shutter doors and with a tug find they are securely locked .

“Any ideas?” You ask, looking at the women.

“I can pick it, if you want.” Lea says, all three of you stare at her in amazement.

“I’m not a crook or anything, just felt it was a useful skill to know, besides I saved some money on locksmiths over the years.” Lea says, with a shrug.

Smiling at her discomfort you make a grand gesture to the rolling doors. “Please open the door.”

With Gwen and Aimee laughing softly, Lea pulls a little zippered pouch out of her garb. Crouching down to get to the lock Lea gives you all a great view of her ass as she inserts her tools into the lock. Quickly a vision of the last time you saw her well toned ass, bare to your view, in this position hits you. With a silent groan you remind yourself that this isn’t the time, and turning around start scanning the streets.

“I’m in.” Lea says, as you hear an audible click after several minutes.

Putting away her tools, Lea grabs the handle to the door a pulls sliding the door all the way up, where the door automatically lock into place.

“Oh my.” You hear Gwen and Aimee murmur.

Turning around you see what they’re looking at, and you stop, staring at one of the mannequins. It was clad in Black Silk Bustier, with matching panties and a garter belt with silk stockings. Looking at Gwen, her clothes disappear in your gaze and the Lingerie is transposed on her body and you groan at the sight.

Jacqueline’s was a Lingerie Shop.