So Nice To Meet You...

Allison ignored the proprietor and went right to work leafing through racks of clothes, stopping to gaze at displays. She looked back and forth between the racks and Violate, sometimes holding up a piece of clothing in front of Violate before replacing it on the rack shaking her head. She became conspicuously quiet during the process.

Whisking from one rack to the next, Allison began forming a small pile of clothes to work with. She bit her bottom lip and periodically hummed softly to herself. The clothing available in the shop wasn't what would've been her first choice, but she took it as a personal challenge to make do. When the shopkeeper approached her with a friendly smile, Allison rudely shooed her away.

Finally, Allison grabbed Violate by the wrist and led her to a full length mirror, and then with deft and nimble fingers began to undress her. Allison returned a scornful look from the shopkeeper with a much more dangerous one of her own and they weren't troubled by her any further. Off came Violate's coat and hat and shirt and shoes and pants, leaving her in her underwear.

Then Allison stuffed a faded-beige-colored skirt into her hands. It would reach just past her knees, with a bit of a drape to it, the fabric heavy enough to create some volume, but weak enough for it to hang limply around her legs. A delicate floral embroidery ran around the hem in very fine red thread. Allison wrapped a silk scarf around Violate's waist and tied it with a decorative knot, then slid the knot to rest on her hip. It was a light lavender color with the design of a few long red roses that ran the length of it.

"Arms up, darling." Allison said in a quiet, melodic tone. She slipped a white cotton sleeveless shirt over Violate's head and took a moment to adjust it. It closed something like a double breasted suit coat, without the buttons. From the left shoulder to the right hip, covering Vi's left breast, was sewn together, and Allison wrapped the right side around her with a strap that ran around the small of her back and tied at her hip. There was a bit of frilly-ness around the edges and a small collar. Next, she slipped Violate's arms into a quaint jacket that matched her skirt. She clipped a rose from a bouquet on a windowsill, nearly drawing a complaint from the shopkeeper, and tucked it into the breast pocket of the jacket, taking a moment to fuss with it.

Still humming, Allison pulled Violate's hair out from under the jacket and positioned it behind her and on her shoulders, brushed her bangs into place with her fingers. Then she stuffed a pair of knee high lavender socks in her hand, with a bit of embroidery down the length of them, that would just show over the brown western-themed boots that she dropped in front of her. She grinned at Violate. She couldn't help it, it was fun. She turned to the shopkeeper "Well if you must say something, perhaps you could tell us what you think?"

Violate allowed Allison to do as she pleased without protest, musing as she quite deftly fended off the shopkeeper's desire to help. She complied with Allis until she was standing in her underwear in front of a mirror. Violate wasn't used to being this naked in front of people she was not in the process of making love to. There was a faint blush on her cheeks but she hid it with a casual smirk and the occasional chuckle. Mostly the feeling of being slightly exposed to Allison made her heart race just a bit but she also figured that Allison had graced her with a similar sight earlier in the day, the least she could do was give her a glimpse of her own wonderful body.

"Interesting, fufu." She said as Allison began to re-adorn her with the chosen vestments She bent over a bit and slid her hands down the skirt. She was pleasantly pleased to still not be showing off much skin. Violate didn't really care to show off her goods very much. "Dear Allis." She began. "I can't tell whether you like this style or whether you have found some clever way to have some mischief at my expense." She did a small spin put her hands on Allison's shoulders, looking her in the eyes and grinning. "For now, I think that it might be fun to try it out." She said and leaned in to give Allison a small peck on the cheek before gathering her things and getting a bag for the clothes she had removed, neatly folding them and putting them back into the bag. She then spun around once more. "So, fufu." She said as she looked at Allis. "Does that mean I get to dress you up?' She said with a smile, assuming that Allison couldn't get the words 'no' out fast enough.

Allison laughed softly with a wry smile. "You're perfectly welcome to gather what you can. I cannot promise that I'll wear it." She could promise that she wouldn't, though...

There had been a few things that caught her eye, and after a few more minutes back rummaging through the racks she came up with the one dress in particular that had caught her eye. Not at all western themed, very modern, elegant and stylish but provocative and sexy and ever so slightly lewd. It looked black but was in fact a very dark gray, sleeveless, with fairly thin straps that ran over the shoulders and crossed in the back. The material a weak bit of stretch and an easy drape to it, and when Allison pulled it on, after shucking off her own clothes, it hung over and clung to her curves enticingly without revealing too much. The neck was a soft V, not too deep, and the hem was asymmetrical, below her right knee and above her left. Once she pulled her black ankle boots back on and fastened their straps, she looked as though she were part of some very high class UK rock band.

From displays against one wall she grabbed a silver necklace with a round onyx pendant and a silver chain bracelet. Her current earrings went well enough with the ensemble, and after a moment in front of the mirror she turned to the shop keeper. "How much for all of this?" She asked, expecting a long process of fumbling addition, but the woman immediately answered back with an enormous total. Allison handed her a credit card without giving it a second thought.

"Well, my flower, where do we go now? I admit I'm anxious to cast barbs at this lawyer of yours."

Violate raised an eyebrow at Allis' new ensemble and lifted her hands up to politely clap. "Exquisite." She said with a small wink. She then spun around, letting the skirt twirl a bit. It actually felt a little weird to the gardener but as she looked around, she cast her gaze around the store and grabbed a a beige stetson hat and flipped it onto her head. As much as Allison despised Violate's choice in head attire, Vi didn't like being without a hat. It made her feel a little anxious. At least, she hoped, Allison wouldn't be so vocal with a hat that matched the ensemble. She slid her gloved hand along the brim and smirked at Allison. "Bang bag, baby." She said wryly and then chuckled before setting her effects at the counter and telling the woman to ship them back to her house.

She then went to her purse and pulled out a small phone. "One second, Dear Allis. I'm honestly as interested in watching you dish out barbs as you are at giving them yourself, fufu. I'm slightly eager to see who has more of a countenance for such activities."

Vi then carefully strode away from Allis as her phone began to ring. Though if Allis were to follow she would hear Vi talking. 'Fufu, yes. Very interesting. MM.. Make sure you take care of it alright? I want the finest table waiting for you. See you soon, Ms. Lawyer, fufu."

Violate then spun around once more and strode up to Allison, holding out her arm again. "Now, let us be off once more, shall we?" She said. "A meal fit for the gentry like us awaits, dearest Allis."