sooner than my feet hit the pavement, Blair has grabbed my hand and is dragging me off towards one of the side alleys leading away from the main square. “It’s just down here” she says weaving me through little back streets, practically colliding with every other pedestrian we cross, in a mad dash to whatever “it” is.
She stops abruptly causing me to bang into her with force, unaware she was no longer moving until it was too late. We start giggling, her vivacious nature is catching, you just can’t help but be happy when you’re near her.
Turning to look at where we have arrived, my gaze is met by a tiny boutique, the window chocked full of lacy bodices and frilly knickers.
I stare at Blair open mouthed, her wide cheeky grin making her eyes sparkle. “Blair! This is your idea?” I asked shocked, I would never have thought of her as risqué.
“Come on” she says pulling me in. Once inside she sparks up a flamboyant conversation in Spanish with the sales assistant, waving her hands around dramatically emphasising her point.
The sales assistant nods along, ‘mmmm’ing’ and ‘ahhh’ing’ intermittently, before turning towards me. I feel like a rabbit caught in headlights, I did not understand a word they said and now they are surveying me with knowing looks, pointing out parts of me amongst foreign comments and nodding in agreement with each other.
Suddenly she turns on her heel and scuttles into the back room. Blair is jumping up and down on the spot clapping her hands, “what are you doing?” I ask, “what is she getting?”
Blair gives me a wink, “just you wait and see!” she says cryptically.
“I didn’t know you spoke Spanish, very impressive” I say to keep my mind off the impending ‘surprise’ she has in store for me.
“Spanish, French, Italian, a little German, I just love the European languages, they simply roll off your tongue, it’s a pleasure to speak them” she says playing down her obvious talents; I never would have had her pegged as a linguist, she is full of surprises.
Out of nowhere the Sales assistant re-appears clutching something small and red, thrusting it towards me she ushers me into a small dressing room and closes the curtain behind me. “Come out and show us when you’ve got it on” Blair commands from the other side of the curtain.
Now I’m alone I look at the sexy little number in my hand. It is a deep red corset, with a ruffle of black lace stitched around the top and bottom; it is teamed with a pair of satin panties in the same shade of red, off the bottom of the corset hangs four straps which clip onto the top of black stockings.
Tugging it on I spend a considerable amount of time hitching my boobs into place, to begin with they were practically up around my ears, but after some stuffing and re-adjusting how tight the corset is I’m finally happy. I have to admit its divine, hand sewn with care, it fits like a very snug glove; synching in my waist, flattening my stomach and magnifying my cleavage. I love it.
“Are you done yet?” comes Blair’s impatient voice, “you’re taking forever!” she whines.
“I’m done” I say as I draw back the curtain, standing on tip toes to mimic the heels I would wear with this and giving her my best bedroom pout. She’s screeching again, this girl sure loves to scream when she’s happy!
“Oh my gosh, it’s perfect! Don’t you think?” she squeals at me.
“It kinda is” I laugh back.
At the checkout I brace myself for the price, “one thousand and fifty peso” Blair translates for me, from a rough calculation I work it out at being around £50, that’s not bad, as I reach for my purse Blair puts a hand on my arm “no, no, no you never pay the first price” she explains. Turning back to the woman she starts bantering with her. I catch the some of the prices she offers, 300peso, countered with 800 I think, after that they get faster and I lose any handle on the conversation. Finally they settle, Blair turns back to me “six hundred and twenty five” she states, my mouth drops £30! That is a fraction of what this would cost back home, it seems so mean to pay so little when I could easily have afforded the full asking price, but when I look up at the sales assistant she is smiling, seemingly happy with