I went to the mall alone to buy something to wear on Uno’s birthday but I found myself inside Victoria’s Secrets boutique, examining the several thongs before me, wondering what to buy. The black one had a sexy flare to it, but the white was so cute and it screamed innocent. Fuck me, I’m not anymore!
“See anything you’re looking for?” a voice popped up beside me, one of the workers at the store came up to me and smiled. Sometimes I believed Victoria’s Secret’s employees were drones of some kind with the constant smile glued on their faces.
“I don’t really know what I’m looking for.” I confessed. I didn’t even need to buy lingerie because I knew Uno wanted me without these covering my body. Shit!