Part 2

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"Okay, first things first," Kori said as she turned to face her newest companion. The blonde had just ended the phone call to her sister after having to promise the woman nearly half a dozen times that she wouldn't be late to her wedding. "I think we should exchange some pertinent 411, so my name is Kori Eaton."

They shook hands as the taller woman replied, "Peculiar yet nice to meet you, Kori. My name is Skylar Whitney."

Kori smiled, while vaguely thinking that the last name reminded her of something. However, not recalling what it was, she easily pushed the thought out of her mind. "Skylar. I've always liked that name. It's lovely, so it fits you perfectly." Her smile increased after her compliment caused the other woman to blush.

"Thank you."

"Quite welcome," Kori answered with a wink. Flirting with a straight woman. I have no shame. Inwardly, she grinned.

Deciding that they needed to get out of their street clothing before the fun could commence, Kori led Skylar through the department store until they arrived at the women's apparel. Each woman proceeded to find something to wear for the evening and within five minutes, they had made their decisions. Taking their pajamas into separate dressing rooms, they proceeded to change into them. Kori had insisted that Skylar leave her own clothes in the dressing room so that she could change back into them tomorrow morning.

Done first, Kori patiently waited outside of the dressing rooms for her companion, wearing a pair of powder blue pajamas. The loose-fitting pants were covered with miniature pink, white and lavender flowers along with a Winnie the Pooh pattern. The mischievous bear sported a pair of fairy wings and in his right paw held a wand with a small yellow star on top of it. Embroidered on the top of the short-sleeved shirt was a single fairy-winged Pooh Bear surrounded by tiny flowers. It was to say the least an adorable outfit and Kori wore it proudly. Ever since she was a child she couldn't get enough of Disney characters, Mickey and Winnie being amongst her favorites. Sure she was a grownup now, but in her opinion, one was never too old to enjoy Disney.

Hearing footsteps, Kori looked up to see Skylar walking out of the dressing rooms wearing simple black silk pajamas with the most exciting detail being a pocket stitched on the upper left side of the long-sleeved shirt. Hanging her head, the smaller woman sighed due to the disappointing sight standing before her. Immediately, she looked up when Skylar asked her what was wrong. She didn't see what the problem was because she wore these type of pajamas all the time.

Wordlessly walking toward her, Kori slowly circled the woman as hazel eyes wandered over the outfit while trying to ignore the gentle curves and the firm and perfectly plump looking rear encased in silk. Her initial diagnosis held firm. There was nothing...absolutely nothing exciting about these pajamas. In fact, they practically screamed boring. She told Skylar as much and watched as her expression turned incredulous.

"What? These are made of silk! They're comfortable, cool and--"

"And about as delightful and exciting as sitting in a dentist's office waiting to get a root canal," Kori interjected. Raising a hand, she indicated for the other woman to take a seat in the nearby chair. "Have a seat, Ms. Whitney. I'm gonna hook you up." Not bothering to argue, Skylar walked over toward the chair and sat as she watched Kori flit from rack to rack filled with sleepwear. Her brow was furrowed in deep thought, the very tip of a pink tongue inserted between her lips as she examined each bedtime article. She looks so adorable, Skylar thought, not bothering to examine her internally spoken phrase.

Finally making a decision, the young woman pulled a couple of clothing items off of hangers before coming back over to her new friend where she dropped the pajamas in her lap, a broad smile on her face. Fingering the soft cotton, Skylar glanced up at Kori doubtfully, asking if she truly expected her to wear these pajamas.

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