Chapter eight: Skirts
Luke could feel the heat in his cheeks as he looked through the skirts as Target. One purple one seemed to be calling his name. It was gorgeous and he just knew it would make his bum look amazing so without much thought hw snatched if off the rack and set it in his basket. He then went on the grab a princess tiara and hurried to the check out counter. He payed no attention to the cashier.
"Some little girl is gonna be very happy. I hear these skirts are very popular this time of year." Luke felt a weight relieve itself from his shoulders. This man hadn't even thought of the skirt being for Luke. Luke thanked the man and hurried out of the store, congratulating himself for a successful mission. Next time he'd have to get more panties. As he was heading down the pavement, a familiar pair of boots caught his eye and he looked up to see Ashton.
"Hey Luke!" Ashton called happily. Luke smiled. Ashton was adorable if he did say so himself.
"Hey Ashton what are you up to?" He asked. Ash tin shrugged.
"Just a bit bored. I stopped by your house to see if you wanted to hang out but you weren't there so I figured I'd just do some walking"
"Well I'm about to head back to my house now. We could still hang out if you wanted to." Luke said, hitting out his hip the slightest bit. Ashton cleared his throat.
"Yeah that'd be cool" he said. Luke smiled
"Great" and with that the pair began toward Luke's house.
