Monday
Aislen swaggered along the main street feeling rather pleased with herself. She stopped into a couple of the boutique clothing stores and found a pretty, sheer, ruffled blouse and a black wriggle skirt that, when paired together, were perfection. A lingerie shop had her fantasizing about Talen as she selected a few matching sets, lace topped stockings, and a satin camisole and shorts pairing.
The Secret Keeper was visible in all the businesses, along with the pool that each shop was running, and someone had begun adding “Vote The Secret Keeper for Mayor!” posters.
“The Secret Keeper for Mayor?” She commented to the shop assistant as her purchases were tissue wrapped and bagged.
“It’s looking that way,” the woman was amused. “But honestly, he couldn’t do worse than the current m
