Finally, Rachael and Emily reached the clothing store where they decided to multitask.
"Are you sure it's ok sis?" Rachael meekly asked, brushing her dark black hair from her eyes.
"Rachael, of course it is!" Emily laughed. "We can do both easily, and you're not bothering me. I love spending time with you." She smiled, giving her little adopted sister a hug.
The cute Vietnamese girl blushed, and hugged her back before the two walked into the local J.C.Penney's for a quick browse. Rachael spotted a couple unique opportunities to practice as she followed Emily closely. Once the two reached the ladies' section, Rachael sat down on a seat cushion near the changing room.
"Oh, I know!" Emily beamed. "How about you take your pictures out here and I'll change into some clothes. You can grade me and get practice in between."
"That's a great idea!" Rachael laughed.
Emily grabbed a arm full of clothes and rushed into the changing room while Rachael surveyed the store.
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"Mommy, I don't want to go to Becky's party, it'll be so girly!" Lance yelled at his mother.
"Lance, please, Mommy's trying to find you a cute outfit." The blonde air head Chrissy Yancy replied, brushing off her son. This party was for her bosses' daughter's birthday, and she would not miss an opportunity to climb up the ranks.
"Honey, do you want purple or something else?" She asked gleefully.
The eight year old glared at her, and was about to respond when... FLASH.
"I men, this'll be totes adorable." Chen Yang asked her bored friend.
"Chen, why do you even wanna go to this dumb baby's party?" Lacey asked, not even looking up at her friend from her phone. She was trying to make sure her ebony skin and luscious curls stayed perfect for Tyrone later.
"Like, I told you already, it's at Brett's house, and he w ants to see me!" She squealed. "Maybe he wants to get with this fine Asian ass." She giggled, shaking her butt at her bestie.
"Lol, sure Chen, I'm sure that's why." She laughed as the two girls walked off chatting now about Grey's Anatomy.
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"How do I look?" Emily asked, sporting a new red dress.
Rachael turned after taking a picture of two teen girls. "Wow it looks good! It really compliments your eyes." She smiled.
"You think? Oh, idunno. I'm gonna try on some more first!" Emil said before dashing back in. Rachael just chuckled and looked for more chances to practice good lighting and shots.
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Gabe was crazy lost. He had to get something, anything, for his girl's birthday, and he barely knew where to start. Luckily, his arrogant sister pushed him in the right direction but now he needed guidance. He walked around the store for a minute or two before finding someone who worked there.
The middle eastern looking girl was no older than him, so he felt embarrassed asking but what else was he gonna do? He walked up to her and cleared his throat.
"Yes? May I help you?" The young woman asked.
"Hi... uhh, Rana." He greeted after reading her name tag. "I need help finding some clothes for someone close to me." He explained.
"Well let me show you to the back of the store first to see what exactly you're looking for." She smiled, gesturing him to follow her.
Gabe followed closely, wondering if he should've been more specific when something caught his eye.
"Huh?" He managed before the light hit. FLASH.
Gabby rubbed her eyes, wincing since she was often startled by sudden bright lights. She looked around but didn't see anything that could of caused it. There were some clothing aisles, a nice asian girl sitting on a cushion, a couple browsing through jackets, nothing. Gabby tightened her wavy black hair in it's bun and chuckled.
"Oh Gabby, you and your stupid pregnancy brain, you're starting to see things!" She chuckled to herself.
As if on cue, she felt a kick in her bloated stomach.
"Oh my, someone wants to leave." She whispered to her stomach, giving it a rub. "You're gonna be quite the football star... or maybe top ballerina. I shouldn't let Tim's hopes convince me you're a boy just cause I've had two girls already." She chuckled.
"Now, let's get that cute gift for my niece." She smiled, waddling away toward's the exact spot she needed to go.
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"How do you think the hat looks sis, too much?" Emily asked.
"Hmm, maybe? Try a smaller one with the last blouse. Rachael responded.
"Gotcha." Emily laughed, walking back in once more.
"Man, she's taking longer than I thought." Rachael thought. "I like shopping with her, but I almost feel like she's using my need to practice photography as an opportunity to have a hostage second opinion... oh well I guess, she is my ride." She thought, scanning back to the store.
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"For God's sake Gwen I'm 35 years old I can shop for my own damned clothes." Ike grumbled to his wife, who was walking just in front of him. She swung her fat ass around and looked directly into his eyes.
"Isaac McCoy, you keep saying you're 35 but I don't believe it. Every time you go out on your own to get clothes you just buy baseball jerseys. I'd think you were 8 if you hadn't told me otherwise." She growled quietly.
Ike shut his mouth and the pair began walking again. Ike wanted to snap back but he could tell Gwen was in a mood. He wanted to complain about marrying her, how he'd have preferred to marry a sexy latina instead of her fat ass or how her attitude with him was why they never had kid, but he decided the best bet to avoid sleeping on the couch was to shut up.
"Here we go, I bet you'd look great in this." She suggested as she walked behind a coat rack a foot away from him.
Ike wondered when his nightmare would be over.
FLASH
"Yup, Daddy sure will love this one won't he?" Gwen said in a sing song voice, walking back into Rachael's view. She placed the item on top of the stroller, and began to wonder where to go next when she heard rustling below. "Oh Isabelle what's wrong baby girl?" Gwen asked in a lovey dovey tone.
She picked up the curly redheaded cutie who was fussing in her pink onesie. Isabelle was startled by some bright light. She didn't have much complex thought anymore, but she wanted mommy milk and sleep. She began to cry, knowing no other way of getting what she wanted.
"There there honey." Gwen calmly said as she revealed her massive right boob, and swollen nipple. Isabelle quickly grabbed on and began to suckle. "Mommy's got you."
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"Aww, a Mommy breastfeeding." Rachael cooed. "That'll be a much better pic than just the cute baby in the stroller." She thought as she raised her camera. Before she could take another shot, however, she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"Woah sis, don't take a picture of a lady breast feeding that's rude." Emily warned.
"Oh sorry Em... oh hey, are you done? Got what you wanted?" She asked back.
"Yup, got it all in here." Emily replied. "So, we still got time before we need to get home to mom, is there anything else you want to do?" She asked.
Rachael thought for a moment...