Before they left the dress shop, Elaine insisted that Anna wear one of the adolescent style dresses.
They stopped for a quick bite to eat at an elegant downtown restaurant. Conscious of her short, revealing skirt, the tight, uplifting bodice of her dress, the way that it clung skin-like to her curves, Anna felt all eyes on her, even as she strode in behind the languorous, svelte form of Elaine. They ate a couple of light salads and drank a few glasses of wine before resuming their assault on Devlin’s pocketbook. They went to three different shoe stores and bought ten pairs of pumps and high heels. The last stop was a beauty salon where an elegantly coiffed and expertly made up female sales assistant produced several shades of powders and eyeliners that would be complimentary to Anna’s new
