She gets out as he parks

Lou pulls into a spot near the building. Thankful that he was there to give her a lift, Vyki didn’t want to waste any time so she announces, “Thanks again for the lift; I’ll be right back,” and gets out before he can even put the car in park.

Stepping out of the suburbanite vehicle, she closes the door behind. As her first few foot falls click on the asphalt, Vyki’s comfort & safety she had been feeling are suddenly shattered seeing all the activity of people walking between cars to and from the entrance to the store on the far end of the building. As a few seem to slow down and look her way, she’s suddenly aware of how dark the area is she’s in & how she is dressed & who she really is as she slows her strut to a stop. She spots two rather disheveled looking gentlemen pause after exiting the store, they wave at the red head standing staring their way.

After years of her courteous upbringing reflexes kick in, Vyki nervously waves to the strangers before catching herself and spinning around to retreat to the driver’s side of the car she just left.

Lou spots the shaken look on Vyki’s face as the parking lights catch her hooded face while she sashays towards his door. He rolls the window down as she approaches.

Seeing the familiar, strong face smiling back at her through the open window, Vyki is suddenly much calmer. Using her practiced hinge maneuver with the restrictive strong corset, Vyki bends her knees back as she bends over at the hips.

“You okay?” Lou asks but can’t help but glance at the small window of exposed cleavage behind the crisscrossed strings that hang directly in front of his face.

“Hey,” she says trying to figure out how to ask, ‘could you come protect me?’ without sounding like a little baby, until she suddenly sees where he’s looking. Glancing down, she can see the same line of faux flesh that he sees. As he looks back up turning red with embarrassment at being caught, Vyki can’t help but giggle realizing exactly what he was doing and how nearly compulsory it is. “Enjoying the view?”

“Um, well...” Lou utters trying to figure out how to respond.

Enjoying suddenly having him on his back feet a little bit and deciding to play it up a bit, she bends over a bit further so her head can just fit in the window and leans in putting her fake boobs nearly in his face, “they are impressive handy work, aren’t they?” Vyki giggles a bit more at him, “hard to tell they’re not real, huh?”

“Ya, um, impressive,” Lou replies nervously trying to figure out where to look as he quickly scans the area. Noticing some of the guys in the parking lot staring this way, he is reminded Vyki was coming here to ask him something. Turning to look directly in her eyes, he flatly states, “you came back here to ask me something. How can I help?” Lou finishes with his warm smile as he holds her eyes.

Vyki feels the strength of piercing through his warm glare as she feels compelled to finally spit it out. “Um, I was suddenly reminded that I’ve never really, um, been out in public like this,” Vyki quietly confesses as she averts her eyes, “I was wondering if you’d mind just coming inside with me.” She backed up a little bit but was still bent over so she could look at him at eye level as she stammered, “just to make it easier to pass and no one tries anything. They’re a lot less likely to keep staring at me and reading me if they see me with someone, and not as likely to be spending as much time picking apart my disguise.”

Taking a moment to glance around the parking lot and then realizing how she is bent over in her short dress, ‘I don’t think I’ll be able to stop them from staring at you, babe,’ Lou thought to himself, but thought twice about expressing it verbally to her, and instead simply agreed, “sure, I’d be happy to be your escort,” opening up and locking the doors.

Vyki was beyond thrilled that Lou was gracious enough to help, and nice enough not to rub her nose in about needing someone to go with her. She stepped back as she waited for him to get out before starting to walk towards the building.

Lou can see she’s still a bit nervous and seems apprehensive about sharing her space as she seemed to be standing so far away. “Shall we?” he asks, gesturing towards the building, trying to respect the distance she’s set up.

Suddenly happy that now she won’t be alone, she takes a bouncing step in the direction he indicated only to realize there were still people staring as she takes a step. “Um, people are still staring,” Vyki nervously mutters to him.

Lou calmly comforts, “you look great; pay them no mind.”

Remembering how comforting it was to hold his arm as he guided her to the car at her house, “would it be okay if we walked like a couple?”

Lou was really surprised & taken aback by the question, “huh?”

“People still seem to be gawking,” Vyki was frantically trying to think of a way out of being called out and being humiliated in public. Turning her head to look at him pleadingly, “I know it’s a lot to ask, but would you be willing to pretend to be the boyfriend to discourage these guys from doing something mean?” Vyki could remember how seeing a guy with a date immediately put her off limits unless you were prepared to deal with her boyfriend, and only a real idiot would try to cross Lou for no reason.

Again, Lou was really surprised with her being so forward and had to keep searching for Paul in there, before finally apprehensively agreeing, “uh, ya.”

Already feeling some relief, Vyki smiled her reply, “Thanks!” waiting for him to put his arm out so she could grip it. She saw his arm move outward as he took a step towards her. She could already see guys who had been stationary moving on their way as she lifted her arm up to meet his. However, she was surprised as she suddenly felt his hand grasping the far side of her corset, holding her near his body walking immediately next to her.

Vyki was surprised at the more intimate hold but couldn’t deny its effectiveness at keeping guys from looking for too long; most quickly averted their gaze. She wasn’t exactly sure about being held like this by a guy, but she was confidently happy that Lou’s help was going to keep her from being found out during this quick booze run.

For his part, Lou was never one to look for a fight, but was often frustrated by a lot of guys’ crass responses to solo lady friends, so he was more than happy to help Paul, er Vyki, out on his first excursion. ‘Her!’ he chided himself! He knew she was trying to keep cover in public, so he needed to make sure to use ‘Vyki’. Taking a moment to glance over to her as they approached the light from the main door, ‘that won’t be hard to do,’ he thought to himself opening the door for her.