PEARL’S POV:
Within a matter of seconds, I shift and pop open the back door. Grasping the handle, I slam it shut and slide on the slick black leather seat behind Ms. Biddleworth. Sitting in the middle is a nice pair of folded clothes waiting for each of us. “Mary Lou really did see everything.”
“Yes, she did,” Hikara agrees, sounding impressed.
I gather my black v-line cotton t-shirt, black lace bra, lace underwear, and matching skin-tight jeans in my arms and glance down on the floor. There I discover the perfect pair of kick-ass black steel toe leather boots and a pair of comfortable socks too.
Ms. Biddleworth glances in the rearview mirror and announces loudly. “There are some clothes in the back seat for everyone. I assume they will fit. Mary Lou picked them out for each one of
