Pearl plans a sexy night.

Abbie met with Pearl Johnson back in her private room after her duties at the retirement home were completed. The elderly woman proceeded to explain to her how she could best repay the 'gang of four' for their generosity in putting money toward the purchase of all her lovely new outfits.

Abigail Harris nodded in agreement as Ms. Johnson explained that she would put on a little lingerie show for the gents on the small raised stage area in the lounge. Pearl, meanwhile, would do what she could to keep the excited men satisfied as Abbie entertained them.

"Gee, Ms. Johnson, I'm kinda new at this looking sexy stuff. I never much had to worry about guys looking at me... that way before," Abbie admitted as she and Pearl continued to chat.

"Don't worry, dearie. It will come naturally. I can already see a new confidence in the way you carry yourself that I didn't see when you started here." Pearl smiled and rubbed the eighteen year old's arm warmly.

Feeling she had Pearl's confidence, Abbie told her, "I don't know how I'll cope with all those bags of clothes! Mom and I can't afford a car, so I take the city bus here and back. It's going to be hard to drag them all home on the crowded bus!"

"Well, maybe Gus can help you out. He leaves about the same time you usually do," Pearl suggested helpfully.

Abbie tensed a little when she thought about the home's minibus driver. He had already 'helped' enough today.

"I don't think he likes me," Abbie answered, trying to quickly change the subject.

"Or maybe he likes you a little too much?" the old woman sagely suggested.

Abbie offered a barely noticeable nod before Pearl changed the subject.

"Besides, if money's tight with you two, it'd probably be best not to show up on your doorstep with bags of fancy lingerie and such," Ms. Johnson added. She moved over to a dresser along the wall. "I have two empty drawers here, sitting idle. Why don't you store what you can here?" she said opening the wide long cubicles and gesturing towards them.

"Oh, thank you, Pearl! That's a great idea!" Abbie said as she hugged her surrogate nana around the shoulders lightly. "Well, I better get going, or I will miss my bus!" Abbie chirped, pulling away from the woman and heading towards the door. "I'll see everyone Valentine's Eve, then!"

"Yes, Abbie. We'll all be waiting!" Pearl smiled widely as she followed her to the door.
"I'll just go down and bring your bags up to the room."

"Oh, you don't have to do that, I'll get them tomorrow!" Abbie replied, making a sad face.

"Oh, nonsense!" Pearl said, waving her off. "What else do I have to do here? Besides, I'm sure I can enlist the help of one of the old goats, especially when I tell them of our plan!" the old woman continued as she followed behind Abbie down the hall. "Besides, I've had my fun for the day!" Ms. Johnson cackled with a wink to Abbie as the teen rounded the corner.

Minutes later, Abbie stepped onto the city transit bus after it eased to a stop, spouting diesel smoke from the back. She smiled as usual to the regular driver, who she caught doing a doubletake when he realized this was the same frumpy girl he usually picked up here.

As Abbie looked for an empty seat on the half-filled bus, she caught the many admiring glances as she passed men of various ages in her sexy white blouse with the revealing décolletage and the tight, slit black skirt. Both of which hugged and revealed every luscious curve. She could've sworn she felt some dampness in the gusset of her silky briefs as the eyes alit upon her.

As Abbie found a seat in the rear and tried to sit in a ladylike manner in her hose and high heels, she couldn't help but wonder what would happen at her lingerie show if she got this excited with people looking at her fully dressed.