Shopping with a Woman...

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~~~(POV: Scott Autumn)~~~

~~~(Location: The West Center Mall)~~~

After sleeping in my own bed last night, Jessica and I found out that mom and dad aren't even in town right now.

So here I am, early in the morning, shopping with my sister. I'm grateful that we have a cart, but I'm worried it might not be enough at the rate she's putting things into it.

"You have no idea how good it feels to get things and not worry about the price."

Haha, very funny...

It's true, I have enough money to never worry about expenses again, but that doesn't mean I blow it on useless things.

"While I find you're disregard for the price of this in this particular store, I don't see the use in mother and baby matching onesies at this point in your pregnancy."

The clothes store we're in is called The Family's One Stop. It has everything in terms of clothes.

She turns from her current distraction and smiles at me. Lifting up a shirt that's cover art is The Aeternus Universe and some of the most popular screenshots taken.

"What I don't understand, little brother, is why have a lot of money if you don't spend some of it from time to time?"

As much as I don't like it, she's right about that. The money is just sitting in my bank accounts.

She tosses the shirt into the cart for me, and I continue following her down the aisle. Seeing all the clothes and memorizing everything I see. No matter how much I don't want to, it gets stored in my mind anyway.

"Besides, you've been wearing the same clothes since senior year of high school. It's time for some new underwear."

It's hurting my pride at how much she's right.

As a guy, I don't give it much thought. We, as men, don't give what we wear much thought. How old our clothes are is irrelevant to us, and as long as it fits and stays on, we're going to keep them and keep using them until it's no good before we buy something else.

"I hate it when you make good points..."

She lets out a light giggle that makes me feel weird inside.

~~~(POV: Jessica Autumn)~~~

~~~(Location: The West Center Mall)~~~

Scott's lack of consideration for some of the important things in life stumps me. He's quick to buy new gear and products for games, but essential things like clothes and new underwear fail to meet the same level of importance.

He's behind me right now, and I can feel his eyes on me. I'm wearing a low-cut skirt that's both flattering and a little slutty...

I'm doing it for him, though. I feel him staring at my butt. I want him to look at me like this, and now that we're growing more comfortable in our situation, I want him to see me as a sexy woman.

"Hey, I can feel your eyes on my ass. I don't mind it, but there are other things to look at."

Of course, I'm teasing him, but that doesn't mean I can't have fun too.

I turn to see his reaction, and he's looking away while trying to hide his flushed cheeks.

"Geez... Calling me out like that... Talk about the unexpected... Didn't know you had eyes on the back of your head..."

I can't help having a good laugh instead of a giggle at his response. He's smart, and while he hasn't told me everything about his new race. I know it's special.

His eyes peek back over at me, and they start at my eyes, but they slowly trail down my body, and I feel myself becoming more aroused and hot the longer and more time he spends staring at my body.

Some people say that you should only love what is on the inside, and I agree. But I also subscribe to the thought of enjoying the body of the one you're with.

Scott and I... We're very compatible sexually.

While my Arn Zael race is to blame for everything that's transpired between us, that doesn't contribute to how well our bodies match together.

He's got everything I look for, and I know that by the way he is in the sheets, I know I'm everything he's looking for. I'm glad we're no longer genetically related. It allows for us to have this...