Fashion Changes

A girl wearing only Public Desire heels and an exquisite top heard something else. "Her hub's to meet them for a foursome?" she chuckled at the idea.

With her was a man in business casual. "He wants to meat them." He leered and said, "So would I."

"You have me, Jake." Then a gleam came into her eye. Seeing an alley, then glancing at the cop, she suggested. "Follow me."

Ramsey growled. She felt naked, unable to do go after the couple. She had a full-fledged criminal she had to take in. At least she had those public indecency misdemeanors caught on the body came on her bandoleer.

But enough of this. "If you don't press charges, I'm going to have to let Ralph Jacobi go."

It turned out he had a police record. After talking into the officer's phone and signing their names on it, Tammi and Lizzie were free to continue their outing.

And Tammi still did not like being out naked out in public. It barely helped her nerves to see others of her sex not fully dressed or having sex. (Unless she peeked in that alley.) It didn't help seeing that the majority were fully clothed, and that she may the 1% that couldn't have what she most desired. Especially now.

"Are we going to find a body paint boutique? An art studio?" Lizzie asked.

Her friend was trying to look like her embarrassment wasn't the reason she had her arm over her boobs and her hand over her cooch. (Don't press against them too hard!) "No! Not yet, maybe."

"Why?"

"Body paint is too limiting! Have you ever known me to wear the same outfit for days on end!?"

"You sometimes change clothes two or three times in a day," Lizzie smiled at the memories.

"Fashion changes! I need to be able to change just as quickly! There has to be another solution." She then grumbled, "Paint is my final option."

"So, what now, fearless leader?"

"We're where all the shops are that are still in business. Let's look."

Lizzie was the first to look at what was clinking. "Look at that topless girl with so many rings her nipples hardly show."

"I could change jewelry pieces. Expensive jewelry! Personalized jewelry! Even..." Tammi considered getting herself pierced.

Until they turned a corner and the wind blew against different part of her body. "Lizzie, could you walk behind me. My other hands are full."