Shop til ya drop

Jill was relieved she didn't have to fight years of southern upbringing. Sarah finished her breakfast by the time her sister and brother got up. She seemed excited more than usual this morning. Jill had a feeling why and tried to hide her smile behind a cup of orange juice. Tara bopped into the dining room sitting next to Jill and smiled. "So any plans?" Jill choked on her juice. "Cause I was hoping to do some shopping later." "Well I uh shouldn't you ask Sarah?" " "I still need to get a present for Sarah only I don't want her to know, just tell her we're gonna hang out okay? And besides you'd be doing me a really big favor." Jill looked into Tara's hopeful eyes and angelic face though she suspected she took after her mother and could turn at the drop of a hat. "Well sure." Jill finally relented, it was for Sarah after all and it would give her a chance to shop for something for sarah too. "OH THANK YOU!" Tara hugged Jill tightly. "Anytime." She released Jill "I'll hold you to that."

Later Sarah was a little perturbed that her sister invited herself along, she wanted to spend her day alone with Jill before the coffee shop date. "Ooh follow me!" Tara pulled Sarah into a clothing store certainly not one she would frequent herself. Tara saw a strange look on her big sister's face "So what's got ya down sis?" "Huh? Oh I'm not mad. I'm just thinking." "About?" she urged. "I...I kind of have a date tonight." Tara bounced with excitement. "Ooh who with? Do I know him?" Sarah tried to hide her face and stare in the rack of clothes. "So I do know him." Sarah busied herself with dresses she'd never wear. "Is it someone from high school?" Sarah found another rack of clothes she had no interest in "No!" "So it's someone from your school." Sarah hated this her sister knew she was terrible at lying and knew just how to get answers out of her even if she didn't speak. "But I don't know any guys from your school the only person I know is..." Sarah couldn't look at her sister, no that would be too much like admitting it, the truth could not hide from her face. "Do you like Jill?" Tara whispered. Sarah wanted to collapse into a ball and disappear. Tara dragged her into a changing room. She couldn't escape, this was it, she was found out and she'd be exposed and abandoned maybe she deserved it after all she was a sinner. "Do you like Jill?" "I-I think so." Sarah admitted so tired of lying. "I'm sorry." Sarah whispered ready for whatever chastisement she would receive. "Why?" "Because it's a sin." Tara hugged her big sister "Love is never a sin."

They sat in silence for a moment before tara spoke up again. "Tell me why did you look so down though?" Sarah wrung her hands "I don't have anything to wear." Tara laughed and hugged her sister tight. "Lucky you've got me with you." Tara dragged Sarah back out into the shop grabbing a bunch of different outfits before forcing her back into the changing room to try them on. Tara loved the short skirt and crop top, of course Sarah hated it. Sarah liked a very conservative knee length dress that buttoned up to her neck. Tara of course hated it finding it very boring. Sarah liked a long sweater dress and Tara agreed it was a good compromise. "Whoa what the heck are you wearing?!" Tara demanded watching Sarah change exposing her granny panties. "What?" "I can't believe my sister wears such God awful panties!" "Hey! Don't take the lord's name in vain. I don't want anyone to see my underwear anyway." "She doesn't have to see it but trust me you will feel so much more confident." Sarah sighed "Fine." "Trust me I know how to get a girl's motor running." "Wait what?" But Tara left before she could explain.

She returned holding a purple bra and matching panties. "Okay put this on and tell me you dont feel much more confident!" "Fine." Tara left her to change. As Sarah shed her beige bra and white panties she admired her figure in the mirror. She thanked the Lord for the blessings of a healthy body one that many girls had told her they were envious of and slid the new bra on, noticing immediately how it pushed her breasts up and put them on display. She turned this way and that and had to admit she enjoyed what she saw. "I think there's something wrong with these panties." "Like what?" "I think it's torn, there's just a thin strip." Tara laughed. "Just put it on. The strip goes in the back by the way." Sarah stared at the floss like fabric between her cheeks, it felt so awkward and a constant reminder what she was wearing. "Oh yeah she's gonna love it." Sarah spun around facing Tara. "It just feels so strange." "Don't worry you'll get used to it." "And I wont feel it?" "Oh you'll feel it but you'll like it." Sarah frowned in the mirror "Trust me she's going to love it."