Alexis Chapter 3

Hughes replies. He pulls out his wallet and produces three one hundred dollar bills and hands them to me. "This is for you to go shopping with. I want you to get two outfits; one for the dance, and the other for the party afterwards. You should dress as slutty as possible without looking like a complete tramp. I also want you to pick up some make-up and anything else that you think you might need. I'll take care of a wig and your boobs though." I smile and quickly wrap my arms around him.

"Thank you so much Mr. Hughes!" I say. He pulls away quickly.

"Not here," he says, looking cautiously around him. I pull away.

"Oh…sorry." I put the money in my pocket and turn around to leave.

"I'll talk to you more about everything later this week," he says. I nod my head and sling my backpack over my shoulder, the taste of cum still faintly in my mouth.

My sister walks home with me, and she's telling me about how pissed off she is that her boyfriend dumped her. I'm pretending to pay attention and act as if I'm concerned, but in reality I'm thinking about what I'm going to pick out tonight when I make my trip to the mall.

When we get home, my mom is just walking in the door from work.

"Hey you two. Your dad and I have bowling tonight, so you're on your own for dinner," she says.

"It's ok, I'm going to take the bus to the mall. Jake and I are going to see a movie," I lie. She nods her head.

"Just be careful." That's my mom. She's always worried about me as if I'm a little kid.

The bus ride to the mall is completely uneventful. I stare out the window for almost the entire ride, fingering the three hundred dollar bills in my pocket and thinking about what I'm going to buy with it. I start to actually worry about the reaction I'm going to get from the cashiers at the stores I'm going to. Some of them are going to be girls only stores, so it might look a little strange for a teenage boy to be looking through sizes and picking out what he likes best. I figure that they'll probably just think I'm getting everything as a gift, just so long as I don't get all my things at one place.