Episode 6: Uncle Buck$

Dear Diary ... I love being soiled rotten by my uncles. I meant spoiled! Heehee!

“At the mall twice in two weeks.”

“There’s a bunch of clothing stores we haven’t checked out daddy.”

Paige Louise Turner hugged her father’s side while walking along the food court. Ten restaurants surrounded two walls with a dining area of 30 tables in one big room. The festive angle allowed folks to dine as well as watch children and ever young adults ride a colorful carousel of eager animals. Today not so much. This particular mall had ornate features to help draw business in. It worked. Sunday was busy however not like a hectic Saturday. Lonnie felt a bit more at ease with what he allowed Paige to wear. Her cut up Hello Kitty shirt drifted over her shoulder revealing her milky white flesh in abundance. Going braless every step she took her tits bounced about freely. She loved it. He had to admit it, so did he. Eyes were drawn to her youthful exuberance instantly. Lonnie counted over eight guys watching them walk past. Most eyes on those bobbing beauties. Others the fact he was being treated more like her boyfriend than her father. The age gap looked obvious. Even though Lonnie looked damn good at 40.

Finding his friends, Paige’s fabricated uncles Andy Tubbs and Mike Morris wasn’t that difficult. Lonnie did tell them to meet by the carousel. But where there was food there was Andy, in line at a Taco Hell waiting on his Burritos. Mike stood about ten feet away looking at his cell while waiting on his buddy to get his order. Seeing them, Paige darts away from Lonnie and skips vividly toward them. Her breasts were everywhere. She had to hold her chest and cleavage hem from letting them flop out. Oh, how the food court voyeurs were begging that she let Hello Kitty prowl. Reaching Mike, she hugs him from behind crushing her abundant chest against his lower back. Her hands couldn’t reach his eyes to cover them, so it looked as if she was blinding his chest, his pecs would have to suffice.

“Guess who?”

Mike looks shocked at being clutched from behind, arms fanning to his sides as if waiting on someone to also hug him from the front. He offers a strange expression toward a few onlookers studying their chemistry with a hint of scrutiny as he ponders, “That you Dorothy? No wait ... Chantelle.”

“Noooo! It’s me, the Birthday Girl.” She releases him dancing around to face him. Ignoring her low riding shirt over fifty percent of her left breast was becoming quite determined to reveal itself. A tip of areola exposed before she caught herself and lifted the garment up by two inches. “Oopsie!” Ready to share her adoration now, Mike raises his arms high as she smothers his torso with titties. Looking up at him with her chin on his sternum she grins, “Miss me?” His dick rose three inches just hearing that question.

“You know it.” He nods with a beaming smile as Lonnie joins them.

“Release the man.” Lonnie frowns peeling her from him by grabbing her hair and tugging her away. She flared her eyes at his aggressive move but clung to Mike unwilling to let him go. A more demanding tug to her fiery red mane she released her grip. She pouts at their separation with a stomping foot and a whiney exhale of “Poo.”

“She sure is happy to see her ole Uncle Mikey.” Mike chuckles, reaching out on his own to encircle his large hands around her neckline. To some folks it looked as if the men were teaming up to choke and pull her hair. Paige herself loved the strange restraint.

“Don’t rub it in.”

“What if I wanted to rub it in dad?” She giggled until Mike let go, Lonnie following suit. Darting away from them Paige does the exact same thing to Andy at the counter paying for his food. The move gave Mike and Lon a moment to realize that she was going to be a handful. Mike expressed his concern with a point toward her father.

“You started it.”

“Yeah! Yeah!”

“Guess who?” She repeated toward Andrew Tubbs aka Tubby for his healthy flat tire paunch about his smaller waist.

“Hmmmm?” Andy looks to the ceiling then the young African American teen at the cash register, “I smell peaches. You must be the girl from the scented candle store.”

“Nooooooooo! It’s your niece. Your very sexy niece.”

Andy knew the cashier heard her and smiles with a hint of busted. Grabbing his debit card and tray of food he turns in her clutches. Like Mike, now his hands and tray were over her head. She refused to let go of him hugging his belly, her cheek nuzzling as if comfy at his few extra pounds. He adored her zestful attitude.

“I can’t walk with you holding my waist so tight.”

She steps on his feet as if a three-year-old and giggles, “Carry me.”

Lonnie shook his head at Mike, “Good lord. You would swear she was an infant still.”

“Thank that Good Lord she’s not.”

“I hear you. Be right back.” Lonnie leaves Mike to rescue Andy by picking Paige up by her arms. Reeling her in he growls, “Behave or we’re going home.”

“I’m only saying hi.”

“No. You’re saying look at me I’m hornier than last night. Chill the fuck out.” Sad at his observation she turns away pouting. Lonnie knew that she was working on his emotions until he would give in and let her do whatever she wanted to. A father knows even if it wasn’t always best.

“Grab a booth, Andy. I’ll keep her at bay until you wolf your food down.”

With a motion to take a seat Paige held her wrist in front of her belly almost whiney at his scolding. Tits mashed together due to constricting biceps they lifted and merely jiggled as she shuffled to a table to seat herself down. Uncle Mike shook his head at Lonnie as if to say relax dude. Lonnie knew exactly what he was doing. Sitting down next to his daughter he scooted his seat closer to her legs. Placing an arm around her shoulder he rubbed her bicep, in the process unintentionally guiding her cutoff shoulder lower on her arm until almost elbow level. In doing this her Hello Kitty was peeking up over the table as if embarrassed for her. Lon in his actions was not helping, both Mike and Andy across from them froze in expression at her breasts ever so slowly becoming available. Andy couldn’t even finish unwrapping his burrito.

“I know you’re giving it your best shot at not being shy but there’s a time and place for everything. Slow down and breath.” He told her. She continued her pout session while lifting her glasses by the nose piece. Regardless, she nodded that she understood. As she sat there fidgeting Mike scooted opposite of her and aimed to calm her down further. In a counter move Mike pinched her shirt and lifted the front to compensate her loss. Darting her head from side to side as if deciding which male to follow Paige stopped and lowered her chin to her chest to witness her swelling boobs half exposed. Nipples cresting stabbed right through the thin cotton material. Biting her lower lip, she trembled as if she was at war. Rather her tiny angel and tiny devil were battling it out on her silky very abandoned shoulders. If not for Mike, her tits would be exposed completely. Lonnie wasn’t paying attention obviously. Or was he? Dad was looking about at other dining patrons looking their direction. A lengthy attention turning to Mike’s saving grace she reached up and shyly peeled his fingers from her shirt. Slithering lower without his intervention only her nipples kept Kitty from saying HELLO!!!

“So, Paige?” Andy interrupted chewing his food and eyeballing her hooters deciding if they wanted to wink at him, “What kind of clothes are you looking for?”

This pepped up her mood. “Anything that doesn’t make me look nerdy. Nothing floral like my mom makes me wear. I want to feel pretty.”

“You are pretty. Come on now what makes you think you’re not?”

“I don’t know. Boys at school don’t acknowledge me at all. Well, they might now that Brett Chenowyth is going to tell me he’s seen me nude.”

Mike chokes on his drink at hearing of this. “Say, what?” He glares at Lonnie, “Wanna fill us in there Lon?”

“He can do better than that. Show them daddy.” She bounces in her seat excitedly, one tit ignoring the dress code. Seeing nipple some boys across from them at an angle were biting their knuckles with a vibrant, “Hell yes!” reaction. She ignored the fact her nipple felt free of its bonds. Now that her father had opened her eyes toward attention, she begged for it. Lonnie shakes his head at her admission of those photos. He hadn’t even had time to talk to his buddies about the other night let alone risk their wrath for letting Paige and Brett act out his sick fantasy that he passed off as a shyness repellant. Growling at her he drags his cell from his pocket and opens up the pictures with the boy. Andy devouring his food leaned across the table to get an eye full of both the pictures and Paige’s Realtime darling breast reveal. Mike stared at each pic he was shown.

“Show them the video daddy.”

“What part of chill out don’t you get?” Lonnie frowned.

“I can’t help that I like my picture taken.”

“Daaamn!” Mike whistled, “Lucky boy.”

“You guys got luckier.” She snorts swaying in her seat. Her pink t-shirt slipping from her barely clinging opposite breast to bunch up over her upper torso making it look as if Hello Kitty was blindfolded. She didn’t even try to pull it back into place. Lon and her uncles were holding their oxygen reserves at allowing her tits to remain out.

“This kid was eating Paige up.” So were the table of boys off to their side. She shyly smiled at them, noting them cast her a series of upraised thumbs in support of her exhibition. A sly tongue razzes their way she noted them now pointing at their tented inseams. Eyes flaring at the effect she had on them she simply let the adults gab and her voyeur’s grab. A blush was met with the desire to tease. If her father and uncles were not covering her up that must mean she was safe.

“I don’t trust him. I made it look like I was using his cell to take pics but really used mine. He would have ruined my baby girl’s reputation.”

“Ummm!” Andy dabbed his chin with a napkin, “I’d think you letting her be with us might do that too. For that matter you two hooking up.”

Mike elbows Andy, “Shut up Andrew.”

“No. He’s right Mikey.” Lonnie sighed, his exhale cascading over Paige’s titties, “I am taking huge risks. You guys must think I’m one sad motherfucker.” For not noticing your kid exposing herself here and now. Her uncles were no better for not pointing the fact out.

“I wouldn’t go that far.” Mike scratched the back of his neck grimacing. “We went along with it. If anything, we should apologize to Paige.”

“Nooooooooo!” She leans across the table to place both palms on Mike’s hand. In doing so her breasts were finally noticed as being available. With the entire outer formation of both breasts revealing themselves and laying on top of the table Lonnie bulged his eyes. A glance about them at the other tables he discovered many eyes staring. Those boys were grinning up a storm. A gent at a table with a woman shyly supported Paige but softly smiled at Lon as if to relax him of their opinion. Even with her big framed amber colored glasses they enjoyed the view. Nerdy looking or not. “Don’t apologize. I had fun.” Everyone was at this second.

“Some birthday party, huh?” Mike expressed hesitance then noticed the other tables on his own. A tad more worried than Lonnie seemed he rubbed her hand over his and whispered, “Some birthday suit for that matter. Eyes are eating you up.”

“They are, aren’t they? I feel really sexy right now.” She reacted with awe while in thought questioning her past. “Why don’t boys look at me like this when I’m fully clothed?”

None of them dared deny that she wasn’t. Lonnie put his cell away and nudged her back in her seat. Her shirt drooping so low concerned him with cameras and security around. It was then Lonnie chose to do the right thing and pull her shirt up for her. She turned beet red noticing guys around her staring at her father covering her up. Far more blush that when exposed.

“There’s her favorite color.” Andy chuckled.

“Don’t make fun of me Uncle Andy.” She over did it with her pouting.

“Hey Punky Booster? Let’s go ride the carousel.” Mike stood up and extended a hand. Paige looking at Lonnie for his approval, he nods his go ahead. Jumping for joy her tits bounced everywhere and nearly fell out again. Guys were huffing in their seats. Mike taking her by the hand made their way through a maze of velvet railing until they reached an older man running the carousel. Even Metzgar Bellows had to inspect her healthy chest with the shirt barely holding on to her left shoulder. Mike paid the man and the two hopped up on the circular platform in search of their ride.

“Giraffe?”

“No. The horsey.” She skipped toward her choice.

“I’ll ride the giraffe then.”

“Nooooo! Ride with me.” She winks at him. He couldn’t resist, helping her up onto the high horse his hand planted firmly on her ass until she was seated. Her cut off shorts offered rebellious cheeks that came out of hiding now that she was bending more. Settled in he throws a leg over and scoots toward her for comfort. She wiggled her tight little butt right up against a full-blown erection. He had to gnash his teeth.

“How’s come we’re the only two people on this thing?” He chuckles.

“Uncle Mike?”

“Yeah?”

“I can feel your big dick against my ass.”

“Sorry I can’t help it.”

“Do I turn you on that much?” She lays back against him and lays the back of her head on his shoulder to peer up at him at an angle. The kid had the most alluring gaze.

“Don’t let your ole’ man know but fuck yeah you do.”

“He knows. Can I ask you something Uncle Mike?” Melting polar icecaps here!

“Sure.”

“What I did last week?”

“Uh huh?”

“Would you want me to be like that again?”

“Somehow I don’t think Lonnie is going to agree to that.”

“He likes to watch me play.”

“Still! He’s feeling guilty. I can tell.”

“If he would let me though?”

“You’re eighteen. I’m not pressuring you Paige, but you really don’t need his permission.”

“I know. I love my dad though. I won’t do it again if he doesn’t want me to. But if he did, would you want me to?” She nibbles her lower lip with a hopeful brightness in her eyes. Even from behind those big glasses she yearned for a yes.

He hugs her tightly from behind and whispers into her ear, “Fuck yes. I want my cock inside your sweet ass pussy.”

She giggles at his eagerness. “Buy me some really nice clothes and I’ll persuade daddy to let me do that again.”

“Two outfits. I can’t afford more, or my wife would kick my ass.”

“Do you feel bad about having sex with me? You, being married?”

“Sweetheart, I know she’s doing the same damned thing. I’m not regretting a second of what happened.”

“Me neither. You guys really helped me not be so shy.”

“You looked like you had fun with that boy in the pics.”

“I did. I hope he doesn’t spread bad rumors about me.”

“If he does then you just do something to make him look bad.”

“I really do want boys to find me more attractive. I think ditching my nerdy side might help.”

“You keep saying you’re a nerd. I think those glasses are your only nerdy trait. But y’know what?”

“What Uncle Mike?”

“Even those goggles you wear are fucking hot.”

She fidgets shyly, “I think that my childlike voice has a lot to do with it too. I sound like I’m still in grade school. It’s embarrassing sometimes.”

“It’s also erotic as hell.”

“Really? Dad says older guys like kiddy girls.”

“Fuck yeah they do. I’m rock hard just listening to you. Every little blush you get turns me on.”

“Wow!” She reaches a hand behind her while watching her dad in the distance. He wasn’t looking at the moment so Paige couldn’t resist checking out the contours of Mike’s slacks. He ignored it but his thoughts were all over the place. As the carousal music began, the horse started to rise and lower while circling the dining area. Guys sitting all around them were drooling at her with each and every pass. She hadn’t even noticed, more worried about her father. Waving at Lonnie and Andy excitedly as they drifted by Mike chose a different tactic. The second they rode by Lonnie his hands went up her shirt to squeeze her bare breasts. She turned red and bit her lip at how bold he was being. It was then that she noticed guys looking more intensely.

“Everybody is watching you Uncle Mike.”

“Anyone look mad?”

“Noooo. Everyone is smiling.”

“You know why?”

“Why?”

“Because they want to be me right now. As soon as we go by the carousel operator, I’m going to lift your shirt up.”

“Oh, my gosh.” She bulged her eyes. Sure, enough as soon as they pass the man, Mike’s hands lift her loose Hello Kitty shirt up over her tits and palms them for the remaining gents. News traveled fast as thumbs up ruled the area. Pulling her shirt down as the carousel finished up, she claps ecstatically, “Again Uncle Mike. Again!”

With a motion to the conductor to go again he didn’t bother to wait. Nobody else was in line. Firing it up a second time Paige quickly switches positions with Mike’s help. Turning to face him she slapped his chest.

“What was that for?”

“I want you to do that again where I can see your eyes.”

Awaiting the right time, Metzgar yawning and considering a lunch break, Mike again found his window of opportunity. Running his hands up her shirt the audience was eating it up. Watching his eyes, she got really turned on. His big brown eyes were glued to her milky white mounds. With each pass her shirt went down to keep Lonnie or Metzgar from ruining their fun. On another round she lays back over the horse’s fiberglass neck and mane. Now she herself lifted her shirt and let the men at the tables see her nipples. Giggling she lowered it just as quickly. Beet red but having a blast.

“You like showing those off, don’t you?”

“Yesssss! I hope dad doesn’t get mad at me.”

“Did he see you?”

“I think so. He’s standing up.”

“Coming our way?” Mike was afraid to look.

“No. He’s going over to talk to the guys at the tables.”

“Ahhh, hell.” What was that devious bastard up to now?

“Do you think he’s going to yell at them?”

“Guess we’ll see.”

The final trip around they witness the guys chuckling with Lonnie and nodding. About what would remain a mystery. Lonnie moved around the room to reach Mike and Paige, awaiting them at the exit of the carousel. Helping her off of the stallion Mike holds her chest over his face and intentionally lets her shirt droop wide. Her bulging bleached melons falling free over his brow he dared to lick a nipple on the way through. She gasped and shivered until her feet hit the floor. Breaking away in a bountiful dance she raced through the cord maze to her father, her shirt held by one hand but barely covering herself in transit.

“What did you and those guys talk about daddy?” She nearly jumped into his arms.

“About your tits.”

“You saw me?”

“Who didn’t? We need to be careful you know there are cameras around everywhere.”

“I know.” She pouts, “I wish there weren’t any.”

“You done pawing up my daughter?” Lonnie scowled at Mike. Mike merely shrugged and put his hands in his pockets. Not really! Lonnie knew Mike well enough to know he was fighting his hormones.

“Are you mad, daddy?”

“No. Just being cautious. I knew this bastard couldn’t keep his hands to himself.”

“Or his lips and tongue.” She blushed. Mike coughed into his hand avoiding eye contact.

“Relax Bromeo.” Lonnie scowled then turns Paige around by her shoulders. Facing the table of men, he leans into her ear. “Go say hi to your adoring fans.”

“WHAT?” Paige blurts out whining at his suggestion, “I don’t know what to say to them.”

“If you want more clothes, I’d think of something.”

“Please don’t make me. They might be mean to me.”

“Somehow I doubt that. Get moving or we can go home now.”

“Fiiine!” She stomps her right foot and loses her sandal in her beginning journey. Bending over to put it back on her Kitty shirt dangled low again revealing both breasts. The men could even see nipple hard on. Once upright she carefully lifts her left shoulder back into place for support. The carousel operator Metzgar now noticed her unfortunate slip and smirked. Dirty old man! The soft pink shirt expressed her nipples like bullets. With a very friendly wave of her right hand first at Metzgar, she shuffled over to the four guys at the table.

“Hello.”

“Kitty?”

“What?” She blushed then reacted by pinching the short hemline lifting the shirt to look at the Sanrio special. In doing so her lowest definition of her tits were seen. “Oh! You like her?”

“Love the Kitty.” A guy chuckled.

“No way are you eighteen.” Another scowled.

“Yes I am. I can show you my ID.” She reaches behind her to obtain an ID with her birthdate from her back pocket. Eagerly showing them, all four lean forward to read it.

“Paige Turner. HA! You do read a lot.” Another mocked her namesake.

“Don’t listen to Chad. You just turned eighteen. Sorry, we had to check. You really do look a lot younger. You sound like my kid sister even.”

“Sowwy.” She fidgets.

“Naw! Hey, it’s damned cute Paige. We might as well get this out there we’re all thinking about those tits.”

“You saw me?” She blushes tapping her sandal on the tile nervously.

“You flashed us. So yeah!” The considerate man laughed.

Speechless suddenly she stares at them without blinking. She didn’t know what to really say. Opting for the first thing that comes to mind she adds, “I just joined Tender. I have pictures.”

“Really? I think we’re all on that dating site. Maybe we’ll message you.”

She pats her hands together lightly, “You might be my first.”

“Virgin, huh?” Another friend chuckled.

“Ohhh no! Not anymore.” She bulged her eyes at her admission.

“That guy really your boyfriend? Looks old enough to be your dad.”

“Boyfriend?” She hesitates to look back at Lonnie who stood smirking. Paige shyly grins at the men, “He lets me date other people.”

“Can’t keep it up, can he?” Another hisses for laughs.

Snorting slightly, she blushes, “Oh, I keep him up. No trouble there.”

“Daaaamn!” Her reply drew a consensus.

“I bet you call him daddy. With that fifteen-year-old voice I bet you get whatever you want.”

“I do call him daddy.” She wasn’t lying.

“Sugar Daddy more like.” A third snorts.

“Your man over there said you could sit in our laps, and we could play with those titties if we bought you some skimpy G-strings. We’re up for that.”

“He did?” She brightens up, “You will?”

“Worth it. What’s a few dollars each, right.”

“Right! I’m so worth it.” She beams smugly.

“Maybe we can find you some Hello Kitty G-strings. If we do, can we get a fashion show?”

“If daddy lets me.”

“She’s got that Daddy crap down to a science.” One man shifts his chair patting his lap. Paige shyly moves between his legs and looks down at his inseam, eyes studying a definite erection. Beet red she turns and sits in his lap leaning her back against him.

“Love your fire red hair. You smell like peaches too.”

“Thank you.” She whispers softly. His hands rub her legs first then move upward over her hips until more flesh is felt up. She shivered as his hands slipped under her shirt to squeeze her breasts.

“Damn these are firm. You’re a little hard body.”

“Oh, my Gosh! Your hands are sweaty on my boobies.”

The other men grow envious as she finds herself passed around to each of them for similar attractions. Every one of them was rock hard. She blushed every second of their tender groping. On the final guy Lonnie made his way to the table.

“Getting a bit of attention outside this table. We better shut this down.” Paige looked around to see other men watching. Females too. Some scrutinizing but keeping silent. Most of those were women.

“Nice meeting you Paige.”

“You’re not coming to shop with me?” She peels away from her throne to stand next to Lonnie. “If we find Hello Kitty thongs, I promised a fashion show.”

Lonnie frowns at her unexpected promise. A doe like eye contact led her plea. Shaking his head, he glares at the four men in their twenties with uncertainty. As each of them shocks him with opening wallets to pass off $20 Lonnie eyes the cash then his daughter. He winks at her, “My girlfriend is too damn cute. Alright! You four go find her underwear. Keep a bit of distance so things don’t look obvious. Deal?”

“Deal.” They each affirm his request.

“Come on Snow White.” He grips her shoulders as she waves rapidly at the group. Paige was in heaven.

“Thank you, daddy.” She hugs his hip and plants her head on his chest from the side. Looking up briskly she whispers, “They all had really hard dicks. I could feel them under my butt.”

“Of course, they did.” He pats her back lovingly. She shivered with awe. “Let’s spend everyone else’s money.”

“Yay!” She grows giddy as they rejoin Andy and Mike.

Letting her take the lead they go from store to store letting her pick and choose from various dresses, jeans, skirts, leggings, and blouses. Certain dresses she tries on for opinions. She wanted to be a real woman not a young girl. Her father had opened up whole new world to her. Feeling sexy was suddenly her top priority. Discovering a store devoted to sensual clothing made her want to sample everything. An innocent fashion show led to the eventual purchase of a white lace backless dress exposing her entire back down to her ass. Another inch her crack would have been seen. Mike and Andy just knew they were going to have to jerk off before even heading home.

Two more dresses, one pale lavender the other bright yellow with loads of cleavage were added. A corset style black blouse with laces up the front and back got showed off when the courtesy clerks were busy with others. She even waved at two of her followers letting them see her cleavage. It looked so nice Lonnie suggested a red version of that shirt be included. A black romper and pair of blue jeans that zipped up in front and back both. Those got the uncles money for certain.

Another black shirt caught her attention. This one a crop top that zipped up the front. A black pair of leggings found a white pair joining it. Followed by an extremely short black stretchy mini skirt. She just had to show the skirt off to everyone. Crouching to face her four followers she lets them see her thong beneath it by fanning her legs wide. Giggling at their blown away reaction she found herself getting really wet. Eyes flaring at her dad and adopted uncles she let them know by mouthing it. “I’m really wet.” They had already surmised that.

One of the men outside the store points at swimwear. Holding up their wallets made Lonnie walk with her to the swimsuits. She pointed at the ones she liked. The consensus was a hot pink G-string and a burgundy one. She blushed and bought both. At the bra and panty area she let her uncles decide. Andy went with transparent green lace. Mike chose a royal blue set. Lifting various thongs at the guys she added one pair that each guy agreed to with a thumbs up.

“Lon we gotta slow down.” Andy clenched his teeth, “None of us are wealthy.”

“She’s probably got $600 worth of stuff.” Mike began sweating.

“$150 each? I’ll get the rest. If I have to, I’ll cash in some bonds. The $80 those guys tossed in plus whatever they’re waving wallets for might get everything.”

“HELLO KITTY G-STRING.” Paige raced to an end cap where a tiny section was devoted to imports. Sure, enough she found them. Jumping up and down with the slingshot she waved it at the guys. Fists clenched at her success. Handing her uncles, the mountain of clothing she plucks the black mini skirt up and the G-string. Skipping to the changing room she slips her current thong off and puts the Kitty G on. The narrow triangle was rather low cut revealing her uncut fire red pubes that her dad requested she not shave. There was no chance of hiding it. Skirt on with her pink Kitty cutoff shirt she steps out taking her jean shorts and old thong out with her. Price tag swinging she returned dancing about her family. “Oh, my Gosh. I’m wearing these the rest of our time here.” Considering underwear was forbidden to be tried on she had to buy those anyway.

‘Gotta pay for those you know.” Lon points at her skirt.