When It's Right, It's Right

Chapter 7

I just want to say a big thank you to everyone who's still sticking with this story.... you all make me so happy! Life has been absolutely crazy lately hence the delay of getting this chapter up. I hope the next one won't take as long. Enjoy!

I spent the rest of Monday and all day Tuesday a fidgety mess. I was excited but nervous all at the same time. Both days were spent with possible scenarios of what was to come running through my head; everything from the niggling fear of the unknown and the awkwardness that could follow to the nitty gritty intimate details of what I was about to do.  Thankfully Wednesday was filled with the distraction I so needed that only Steph could provide.

We spent the day shopping as scheduled; first stop, Victoria’s Secret. I wasn’t looking forward to this as I hate bra shopping, to begin with, but after what Steph said the other day I didn’t feel like I had much choice.

“Okay Rory, so what size are you like a 4? God I don’t know how you can eat like you do and stay that thin” Steph said as she started perusing racks of lingerie. “It’s the Gilmore genes I tell you” I stated proudly.

“Oooh Ror come check this out, this blue would look amazing on you”, I stared at Stephanie in shock as she held up a very sheer, very skimpy blue lace teddy. “Steph there is barely anything there to wear, it’s not like Finn’s my boyfriend and I’m putting on a sexy fashion show for him. Whatever I buy has to serve two purposes: be sexy enough to get Finn in the mood and be comfortable enough so that I’m not pulling and tugging at it all night. I replied exasperated.

“Well look at it this way if you get this Finn won’t be able to keep his hands off you so you won’t be wearing it for long,” she said firmly trying to convince me to see things her way. “It’s not happening Steph, let’s just put that back over there nice and easy,” I say calmly, trying to keep her placated as I placed the garment back on the rack.

“Ok well if you’re not into sheer and sexy what about this, it’s not sheer and it’ll push up your boobs nice and high!” “I don’t think so Steph I’m not a medieval bar wench so I’m going to say no” and I took the ivory corset from her and just placed it back where she found it.

“Alright well I give up...what is it you want then?” she asked sounding frustrated.

I sifted through the racks a bit more looking for something to pop out at me, I picked up a really pretty baby blue lace teddy that Logan would probably love, he always compliments me when I wear blue. As I contemplated buying it I remembered why I was here and what Steph had said, this was for Finn and she was right I needed to get something that would make sure Finn did not have any second thoughts and so I had to find something that was going to blow him away. I placed the item back on the rack and shook all thoughts of Logan out of my head.

I walked towards the back of the store where the new collection was and right before my eyes I spotted the most amazing red satin babydoll set. It had a plunging neckline and showed off my midriff and had a matching thong to go with it. This was perfect!

I called Steph over to show her “Look Steph, I found it!” I said happily. “Where, which one?” she asked. I held up the one I had found and her response was unexpected “Are you sure Rory?” “Absolutely sure! It’s perfect, the red is sexy, and the low cut neckline is sure to get any guy’s motor going so I don’t see the problem. I think Finn is going to love it” I replied enthusiastically.

This actually hadn’t been as dreadful an experience as I assumed it would be I thought and proudly made my way to the cash register.

After shopping, we went to a nearby cafe for lunch,we sat down with our sandwiches and coffee, Steph promptly pulled out her phone and started texting one of her friends, while I waited for her I took out my copy of ‘Leaves of Grass’ and started reading.

After what felt like a few minutes but turned out to be half an hour Steph looked up from her phone after noticing the time she nudged my elbow off the table making me drop my book on the floor. “What was that for Steph,” I asked rather curtly. She just looked at me somewhat annoyed “you’d better hurry up and eat if you’re going to make your appointment next door” she said smiling. I was confused “What appointment? I’m not getting anything waxed” I replied thinking I had shut her down. “Au contraire mon amie” Steph responded confidently. “Steph, I don’t need a wax I just shaved my legs last night,” I said. “I’m not talking about your legs Ror,” Steph said and then waggled her eyes downward.

“NO!” I nearly shout. “Rory, now be a good little girl and go next door,” Steph replied confidently like a parent whose child just did what they were told, and she picked her phone back up and took a sip of her coffee before waving me away with her hand.

I knew it was a losing battle so I picked up my purse and reluctantly walked into the salon and gave them my name. “Oh, yes, Ms. Gilmore, please come with me.” I followed the woman to the private room near the back. “I’m, Katrina. Now, I’ve got you down for a bikini wax, but I’ve just had a cancellation and I could do a full Brazilian if you’d rather.”

I think I turned fifty shades of red at that moment. But if I was going to do this thing I was going to do it right so I sucked it up and let her get to work. How bad could it be if women do this all the time?

After that traumatizing event, I was worried I wouldn’t be able to walk, let alone have sex.  I couldn’t help but think “how do women actually do this on a regular basis?”

I went back to the café next door to find Steph sipping on a mimosa. She was flipping through a magazine and had a smile on her face that was a mixture of joy and mischief. “What did you get up to while I was gone,” I asked suspiciously as I attempted to sit down. “Not much, just reading my magazine, what’s with you? You have a weird look on your face” she said curiously.

“Well, it turns out Katrina had time to do a full Brazilian so….” I paused and then whispered “ I can barely walk now Steph” in a huff. “Oh, don’t be so melodramatic.”  She replied as she rummaged around in her purse and pulled out a container with some brown pills.  She handed a couple to me.  “Here, take these and you’ll be as good as new. “I’m not taking some random pills from a sketchy tin in your purse” “Ror, it’s just ibuprofen. It will help with the pain and discomfort.” she reassured me. “Oh, ok,” I said and swallowed the pills down with some water.

“Alright I think you’ve had enough fun for one day, let’s get you back home before your roommate thinks I’ve kidnapped you.”

We arrived back at my dorm 30 minutes later, I opened the door and found Paris standing there with arms crossed looking rather irritated.  As I crossed the threshold she pounced “ Gilmore where have you been? You usually come back here after class” she questioned. “I went shopping with Steph, what’s the big deal” I replied as I walked past her to go to my room.

“You’re walking awfully funny for someone who just went shopping! Oh, no, don’t tell me you gave it up to that waste of a trust fund Huntzberger.”

I couldn’t help but blush, not because she was right but because it was far more embarrassing than that.

“You did! Rory, I can’t believe…” She started to say before I interrupted. “No, Paris, I didn’t have sex with Logan.  I got a bikini wax, ok?!” I replied bluntly. “You’ve never had one before? What possessed you to do something like that?” she asked. Before I could answer she continued. “ Did Huntzberger say something? Where’s your inner feminist Rory, you’ve got to stand your ground on things like this if he can get you to cave on this who knows what else he can convince you to do!” she ranted.

I couldn’t handle Paris’ crazy right now so I just held up my hand in surrender, and swiftly walked into my room and closed the door behind me.