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A NEW LIFE
Chapter 15



"I need a new swimsuit," Karen announced. "The one I have is two years old and doesn't fit me."


"We can get you a new one. That's not a problem," her mother answered.


"Can I get a bikini?" Karen asked.


"Well... I don't know about that," her mother began.


Her mother's boyfriend leaned over to her mother and a short conversation ensued. She finally nodded and he turned toward Karen. "Sure you can. You can get any style you want," he grinned.


"Can I get a thong?" Karen giggled.


Her mother opened her mouth to answer, but was again interrupted by her boyfriend. As before a short conversation followed, then he answered. "If you want a thong I'll get one for you, but whatever you get you have to wear on the beach. Deal?"


"You'd really let me get a thong?" Karen gasped looking at her mother. Her mother looked at her boyfriend, who was already nodding, then nodded herself.


"Tomorrow is Todd's after school activity, so it will just be you and me. Would you like to go bikini shopping?" he offered and Karen enthusiastically nodded.


Karen had a hard time containing her excitement that evening and the next day at school. She was looking forward to getting a swimsuit that didn't look like a little girl suit. She practically ran in the door after school making him laugh. "You ready to go shopping?"


"Yes!" she laughed. He grabbed his keys and the two left. "Where we going?" she asked as they passed the local Walmart, where she usually shopped.


"You ever heard of the 'Bikini Hut'?" he asked.


Of course she had heard of it. It was a rather expensive specialty shop that dealt exclusively in swimsuits and had a reputation for having the best in the area. Karen squealed in excitement as they drove into the parking lot. They walked into the door and were greeted by a young sales girl. "I'm Laura. What can I help you with?"


"She needs a new swimsuit. Anything she wants. She's talked about a thong, if you have something small enough," he answered as Karen grinned.


"This way," Laura smiled and led them to the back of the shop. "I need to get your measurements. Want to step into the fitting room so I can measure you?"


Karen looked at him and he said nothing, but she felt he wanted to watch and having him watch excited her. "You can just measure me here. I don't mind," Karen replied.


"You sure? You're going to have to take off your shorts so I can measure you properly," Laura questioned. Karen looked around the shop. They were the only ones there and she was in the very back of the shop, so couldn't be seen even if someone walked in. Karen was feeling daring anyway, so she dropped her shorts down and stood up again in just her panties and top.


Laura made no comment and proceeded to measure Karen. Karen hadn't expected Laura to put the tape between her legs and measure the distance front to back and blushed slightly when she did. "I'm not sure if we have a thong that will fit you, but I'll go get the smallest one we have. Go into the fitting room and take your clothes off and I'll bring it to you," Laura stated as she walked away.


Karen turned to walk into the fitting room, but hesitated when he cleared his throat. She looked back at him and saw he was pointing to her shorts on the floor. She giggled as she picked them up and went into the fitting room. She stripped down completely, finishing as Laura knocked on the door. Karen opened the door and Laura handed her a suit.


The suit was cute and Karen hoped it would fit. She put the top on and it was a little big, but not that excessive. She then stepped into the bottoms and pulled them up. It surprised her that the waist was so high. She looked in the mirror and turned. The back strap came down off the waistband, then disappeared in her ass crack making it look like she had nothing on except a waistband, making her smile. Did she dare?


Karen stepped out of the fitting room and walked up to him. He was sitting in a chair placed there for spectators she guessed. Her grin was huge as she slowly turned in front of him, knowing her ass was completely exposed. He motioned to her and she stepped up to him. He looked at the tag, then lowered the waistband to her hips, making the front of the suit drop away from her pussy. "That's the way it is supposed to be worn," he said.


Just from the feel Karen realized her pussy was probably exposed. "I guess it's too big, huh?" she sighed and he nodded. Disappointed she walked back into the fitting room and Laura followed her.


"You're so lucky! Most girls that come in with their fathers are so embarrassed to try stuff on in front of them and most fathers want their daughters to wear something even their grandmothers wouldn't wear. You guys are different," Laura said.


"Thanks," Karen grinned, not telling the sales girl that he wasn't her father.


"He was right. The thong is just too big, but I have another. It's not a thong, but the back is small and I think it will fit. Want to try it?" Laura suggested. Karen nodded and Laura left. Karen took off the thong and waited for Laura to return, which she did shortly.


Karen slipped on the new suit and looked into the mirror. The top was thinner that the thong top had been, but seemed to fit better, even though her nips poked out slightly. The bottom fit at her hips. She turned so she could see the back. It wasn't a thong, but wasn't very wide either and showed off her ass cheeks.


She walked out of the fitting room and posed for him again. This time he smiled. "Do you like it?" he asked and she nodded. "Turn around and bend over." Karen turned her back to him, bent at the waist, then straightened up again. The suit pulled into her ass crack a bit, so she reached around to pull it back out. "Leave it," he told her. She turned to face him again, not touching the suit. She knew is was emphasizing her ass, but wasn't really uncomfortable. "Is it something you'd wear?" he asked and again she nodded. "Laura, show her a few more?"


Karen walked back into the fitting room and was shortly joined by Laura, who had three other suits, which Karen tried on. One was really daring. It had a full back, but the rise was less than the others, the back coming right at the top of her ass crack and very low in front, making her feel sexy.


Once she had finished trying on the suits, Karen dressed. She walked out of the fitting room with the four suits. "You can't get all four. Start eliminating," he said. One was easy; Karen didn't care for the color, so handed it to Laura. She looked at the other three, then handed Laura one more. "You like both of those?" he asked and she nodded. "You'd wear them with no problem?" he questioned and again she nodded.


Karen held up one, then the other trying to decide which she liked best. "How much for both?" he asked Laura. "$160, sir," Laura answered. Karen almost dropped. She was used to seeing suits priced at $20 or $30 each. "We'll take them," he said, shocking Karen. "Don't you dare tell your mother how much they were," he smiled.


They got home just before Todd walked in. "You went shopping?" he asked seeing the bag.


"Yes!" Karen happily gushed.


"Show Todd what you got," he suggested. Karen reached into the bag and held up the two suits, one in each hand. "No, put them on for him," he added. Karen giggled as she started toward the stairs. "Where you going?" he asked.


"To put on the suits," she answered.


"Just put them on here. Remember our talk? You'll be living with him for a week and he's seen you anyway. You don't have to leave," he told her.


Karen thought for a moment, then giggled, "OK." She stripped down, then put on each suit, modeling both for her brother.


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