Chapter 838 Rag Doll(Incest/Taboo):>Ep90

• Life kind of rambled on for me; I seemed to spend a lot of time going shopping with one or the other of the girls, everything from grocery shopping to mall-raiding, and I was starting to notice a pattern. When I went out with Shari, she always wrapped her arm through mine, and piloted me though coffee shops and boutiques, chatting but never being TOO chatty; it was like she was simultaneously teaching me how to shop while showing me how to navigate Mall-space, and at the same time reminding me that she was the older one here, and I was kid sibling. Not that I minded; being seen with a seriously hot, exotic girl like her did wonders for my ego, believe me!
• Shopping with Yaz couldn't have been more different; for one thing, she always held my hand, she never just linked arms with me, and she laughed and chattered and tugged me from place to random place on a whim. In supermarkets she played dodgems with the shopping carts and stood on the rail pointing out aisles she wanted to go down, or sat on the front section as I pushed her around the store, chucking groceries and snacks and any treats she thought I'd like into the cart while chattering about everything and nothing, or making me stretch up to get top-shelf items then tickling me when my hands were full and I couldn't fight back.
• We be sat on mall seats or the rim of fountains eating ice cream cones and she'd say 'quick, look over there!' and when I did she'd suddenly dab my nose with her ice cream and giggle uncontrollably, or she'd drag us into fast food places and talk endlessly while loading up on French Fries and cheeseburgers, nuggets, anything that took her fancy, then suddenly I'd be in a boutique with her while she paraded around in a succession of crazy outfits, hoping to make me laugh at the sheer absurdity or ugliness of some of them.