Lauren needs something to wear

Lauren stumbled out of the restaurant, wearing only high heels, Spanx, and her highly padded bra. Heads turned and stared at her. Lauren covered her body, hunched over, blushing furiously.

"Are those shaping panties?" A woman asked as she went by.

Lauren was absolutely mortified to have her shaping underwear being seen by strangers. How absurd she must look!

"Are you okay sweety?" David asked.

He was enjoying his show, though his wife was clearly distressed.

"Okay?!" Lauren squeaked. "I'm in my freaking underwear in public!"

"Right, let's get you home." David said, trying to be helpful.

"Wait," Lauren's mother spoke up. "Vanessa and I wanted to go shopping anyways. Why don't we buy you something to wear Lauren? There's a botique right over there."

"Call it a gift, for you two generously letting us stay with you." Vanessa spoke up.

"That sounds great!" David said. He turned towards Lauren. "Doesn't it sweety?"

"Fine, whatever." Lauren snapped, just **** to have something more on her body then underwear...