The Virgins Guide to a Happy Life

23- Friends

"What about this?" Hadassah asked me. We were currently in West Mall buying lingerie to spice up my very none existent sexual relationship with my fiancé. It wasn't my idea, it was Harley's. And after that very wonderful exam Harley talked me into taking her and Hadassah with me to buy lingerie.

Hadassah, was a young Muslim woman with caramel coloured skin, dark brown eyes, chubby cheeks and brown hair. She had shown me, when Harley dragged me to the bathroom to meet her and she was fixing her hijab. She was already married and was completing her final year with a Bachelors in Literature.

It was black with purple trimmings on the top and bottom, practically see through with its netted middle and none padded cups. It also had an attached thing and purple frills below the breast cup.

"I can't wear that." I said to her and she rolled her eyes.

"Of course not. This is a small. You are what, a large." She said and I blushed.

"Whatever." I said and rolled my eyes.

"Would you relax. If you're a large then I'm a XL." She said with confidence. She wasn't fat, at least what I could see but she did have plenty ass. Whilst my hips were wide, I had a none existent bottom, unlike Hadassah who had too much ass for her own good.

"That's not what I meant." I said and she waved me off.

"I'm not insecure about my size you know. Hazim loves my size and I love it to. So, I'm all good." She said and placed the lingerie back down on the rack.

"I can't do this Hadassah. This is not me." I said and walked along the isle to the lingerie in boxes.

"Of course you can. In any marriage, the woman is the boss. She is always the boss. If you believe in yourself you could do it. It's not hard." She said and gave my shoulder a squeeze.

"Thanks." I smiled at her. Harley ran back over to us holding a bra that was padded very thickly and strapless.

"What about this?" She asked. It was a dark purple thing that hurt me. It had frills and lace and yuck.

"No." Hadassah said before me.

"Then what?" Harley asked and folded her arms across her chest.

"Where are your bra types Gwyn?" Hadassah asked and I went to the isle that had T-shirt bras and seem less ones.

"Holy potato. This bra is $245." Harley said holding up a solid gray bra with thick straps and moveable foam padding.

"That's because it's Calvin Kline." I said and placed the bra back.

"You buy this?" She asked and I frowned.

"Well yea. I usually shop at Sincerely Yours, but Wonderful World is okay." I said and picked up a leopard print cream bra. I fingered the padding before placing it back down on the rack.

"These bras expensive no tail. What the mother neck." Hadassah said picking up a strapless one.

"I guess they are." I shrugged a shoulder.

"When last did you buy bras?" Harley asked.

"Um, a while. I don't need them, so I wouldn't buy."

"So what do you buy?" Harley asked.

"Nail polish." I said in a duh tone and I swore Hadassah's eyes lit up.

"You do nails?"

"Yes."

"Let's blow this joint and head over by you." She said almost jumping up and down. The woman who was standing a little close to us let out a gasp and stared on in terror.