"Thank you, thank you, thank you, Miss Perkins! What are you going to wear?"
Penny hadn't even thought of that, and she wondered if she should do the granny thing again to appear respectable for Phoebe, or put on her sexy lingerie that she and Mr. Brown enjoyed so much.
"What are you going to wear?" she countered.
"I usually go naked under my street clothes," she replied matter of factly.
"Yes, I noticed," said Penny getting a quick, naked, mental picture of her exhibitionist friend who now often flashed her when she popped in to her office.
She went on, "This is a photoshoot, right? Perhaps we should both wear something special."
"I don't have anything like that," moaned Phoebe. "I wish I could afford it."
"I don't have anything special either," lied Penny. "Why don't I take you to the shops later today and we can get something for us both. My treat. Wouldn't that make you feel better about the whole thing?"
It was Phoebe's day off at the market, so they agreed to meet after the Y closed that evening. When the time arrived, Phoebe climbed excitedly into Penny's car.
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"Well, we can't shop in town; people will notice. We'd better drive over to Morristown. I think there's a place over there which might have what we're looking for," she said, knowing perfectly well exactly where ‘Lascivious Lingerie’ was located.
They parked behind the store and went in. Penny was relieved to see the salesgirl she already knew. She hurried over to her and whispered in her ear.
"Don't let on that you know me!"
Then out loud she told her, "We're both here for some sexy lingerie for a photoshoot. Can you suggest something?”
"Certainly," said the girl, "come this way. And please, call me Sophie."
She took them to the curtained area at the back of the store and sat them down on chairs.
"Let me explain how we operate here. The boss has given us new rules. No longer can we let our customers try on the lingerie because they often get so excited that they stain the crotches with their dampness. We keep one set of everything we have as a demo. I put it on and model it for you to see the effect. Is that clear? Now, how can I help you? What kind of a photoshoot is this?"
Totally avoiding the question, Penny explained, “We'll be modeling together, so what do you have that will match and look good together?"
"I have several choices," replied Sophie, "but first I need to have an idea of your sizes and body types. I'll step out for a moment while you strip down to your undies."
She left through the curtain and Phoebe looked to Penny to see if this was normal practice.
"Absolutely! It's totally private in here, you can take your things off."
Both of them removed their street clothing. Penny was left in her modest underwear, but Phoebe, being the commando she was, stood naked trying unsuccessfully to cover herself with her hands. Penny no longer felt inhibited about openly staring at her, and longed to touch her soft, young body all over. Sophie asked if she could come back in, and stepped through the curtain with a selection of garments.
"Oh good," she said, looking them both over. Then paying particular attention to Phoebe she commented, "Interesting; your breasts are quite a bit larger than they seemed when you were dressed. Very nice!"
She put out her hand and cupped one of Phoebe's tits. "Very nice," she said again. "And very firm too; you are a lucky girl. Most of my customers would give anything to have big ones like yours. Now, take a seat, and enjoy the show!"
Phoebe blushed and sat down tightly cross legged, trying to cover her chest with one arm.
Sophie saw her discomfort. “Oh, sorry, I forgot to tell you. You can get dressed again now.”
“No,” replied Penny who was in no hurry to see Phoebe dressed again, “Let’s not waste time. On with the show!”
Sophie stepped out of her store uniform and slipped into a long, pink, silky diaphanous dress. It had slits up to the armpits which opened and closed as she moved.
"This is especially good with a back light," she told them as she turned on a lamp behind her and the two women could clearly see her naked outline through the thin material.
"Very nice," said Penny clearing a lump in her throat, "but it's a little too classy for our cameraman."
"I think you're right," agreed Phoebe.