by Kot, Eleyne
“It seems that your threat worked. He did come back,” she remarks, drinking her coffee and eating some toast with jam.
“Yeah, and Colin had a talk with him, too. And Jim was claiming he wouldn’t have gone with them without us. Anyway, we decided to teach him a lesson, and we were doing really fine when we were interrupted by the other guys,” Yasmin adds. “We'll have to continue the lesson today somehow.”
“Yeah, I'll look later into the living room, maybe they left some toys and I'll find something suitable.”
“So the guys are playing football today.” Babette wonders.
“Yep. Tony told me they had lost last time and today they really had to kick the Steels’ butts. I couldn’t even tempt him into you know what...” I answer winking her but hear Yasmin giggle hearing my words. “What? Why are you laughing?”
“I’m not surprised at his attitude. He wants to save his energy for todays’ fight. Well, it will be hard for our guys to win. You know that I love the Steels’ music, too, and follow their history. They are really good at football. From what I read about them, they seldom lose...” she raises her eyebrows.
“Oh, I didn’t know that. Does it mean that we’ll have to get something special for them later on?” I think aloud. “Like a special treatment to heal their wounded egos.”
“Probably,” she smiles. “You know what men are like.”
“Are they leaving us alone?” Babette asks.
“No, Jim is staying with us. He offered himself yesterday night. I suggest that we go shopping again, you need to buy bras. I'd like to see more of those teddies, too. They are really sexy - I’m sure that no matter the outcome of the game will be, our men will appreciate if we all put on some sexy outfits for them.”
“Not a bad idea.” Yasmin nods, “I think that shop had quite a big choice of erotic lingerie and costumes.”
“Fantastic, I’d love to wear something like this for Tony and Jim. How long do you think they would resist?” I wink at them then add. “And if they want to watch football tonight, I want to buy some bubble bath... and champagne... and strawberries. It’ll be a spa evening for us. What do you think gals?”
Before any of them can answer, Tony is standing at the door.
“Bubble bath? You can have it in a jacuzzi. There's one in basement next to the gym. You didn't notice?”
He stands there looking sexy and fresh in his football attire.
“No, Tony, I didn't. I wasn't really looking. We probably didn't see all the rooms in this house yet. You keep us busy most of the time, and we don't really have time for ‘sightseeing.’”
He laughs.
“It's big enough for all three of you,” he adds, “if you want to use it. Do you have food ready?”
“Yes, there’s toast , biscuits, jam, ham. And tea or coffee,” Yasmin answers.
While he takes his portion of toast, we munch on some biscuits and drink coffee. Then Colin, Ted and Jim join us. The first two are wearing sports clothes as well. Jim is still in his robe. They all help themselves to the food and drinks. While we all eat, we chat while making plans for the day.
Yasmin’s Story:
This morning will be a great day for Eleyne and I, who are ready to scream for our vengeance on Jim. He isn't aware of the black cloud hanging over him and comes downstairs as relaxed and careless as always. We act in a very loving way, assuring he won´t notice nothing. Everybody enters the kitchen and they begin to wolf down everything that is within reach of their hands.
I sip my coffee with milk and look at them; Colin seems to need some more hours of sleep, but he won´t retreat from the engagement made.
“Hey, guys,” I say, “so you’re going to play football with the Steels?”
They nod while they gulp down the breakfast.
“Everybody knows that they always win the matches,” I smile impishly wanting to tease them a bit and get a fiery reaction, they all explode.
“Who told you that?” Ted asks irritated.
“They didn’t always win, they don´t always win and they won´t,” Colin protests equally fiercely.
“They´ve won a couple of tournaments,” Ted snorts, “but it’s not as if they are not super- skilled footballers from the metal kingdom.”
“I would really like you to see you play,” I add, “but...”
Colin’s quick.
“Are you sure of that? Won´t you get bored soon and then ask to go home? We can take you with us, Yasmin. Get ready.”
“Thanks, dear, but I won´t go. We have plans this morning and Jim is going to be part of that.”
“What plans are those?” Ted frowns.
“Jim has to come with us, he has to play, what are you talking about, gal?” Colin looks confused and wary.
“He told you that he would escort us,” Eleyne tries to remind him of yesterday’s arrangements. “He is the most suitable from you to give his opinion on what we are going to buy.”
“How do you know that it is him who is the most suitable?” Ted is also looking at us with a little uncomfortable glance. “Is he the expert on the matter?”
“Yes, he is, at least we think he is,” confirms Eleyne. “We’re going to buy bras.”
Colin explodes laughing:
“Expert? Oh my God! Girls, girls,” he shakes his head. “What weird ideas you have.”
“Weird or not, he will come with us,” I say convinced.
“He won´t,” Colin seems as convinced as me. While I quarrel with Colin I glance at Jim to see his reaction but he’s just sitting there still half asleep drinking his coffee. Now Eleyne joins the argument trying to pacify Colin and also to explain why we need Jim. Without going into further details of our revenge.
“Well, we need him to tell us and also the shop assistants if what they give us is nice and looking sexy enough. I suspect he will laugh his ass off looking at all the stuff we'll be given to try on.” Eleyne sighs. “It's not easy to find our bra sizes in regular stores. If it was 2011 we could go alone and get sexy and well-fitting bras in an hour, but now... I think it will turn into a farce.”
“I don´t get it,” Tony shakes his head looking at us as we were Martians, even though I saw him at the kitchen’s doorstep when Eleyne was talking about our plans for today. “Jim is going to help you buy bras? Did I hear correctly?” He laughs helplessly and shakes his lovely head again. “My God,” he sighs, “we are lost...oh you women and your tricks!”
“Well, guys,” Eleyne answers, looking impishly at all of them, “you do want us to look sexy for you... Don't you?”
“But holy crap,” Ted suddenly remembers, “we need another player! A replacement.” He looks desperately anxious. “Where are we going to get that man from? God, damn it!”
“Steven and Don!” Colin and Tony exclaim at the same time. And Colin asks me. “Don´t tell me they just went away.”
“They left not long ago, they said they were going home. You can call them, ” I answer.
Colin gets up suddenly and walks to the kitchen phone.
“And you, Mr. Manning? What will you say?” Ted still doesn’t like it. “You just walk away from our match?”
Jim's eyes and facial expression show he’s not totally awake when he searches for an answer in his mind.
“I don’t remember anything... but if Yasmin and Eleyne say that I promised that, surely it is true.”
Colin comes back saying that Don and Steven will join their team. He just sits and returns to the breakfast, then looks reproachfully at me and says.
“I knew it, one day you, Yasmin, would complicate things unnecessarily, as all women do.”
“Well, but they present other advantages,” comments Jim inattentively.
“I don´t complicate anything for you,” I protest, “Jim, why don´t you tell him that you are going to come with us?”
Jim thinks what to say and shrugs his shoulders.
“I was so tired yesterday...I believe that I said it. They were as confused and sl
eepy as me.”
“Are you sure guys you don't want more coffee? Stronger one perhaps? Espresso? You do need to wake up, otherwise you'll lose the game,” Eleyne suggests. “Have you really forgotten everything from last night? All of it was arranged last night. You didn't want us to go alone, you even wanted to tie us to the beds so that we didn't wander on our own. Jim volunteered to keep us company. And then you also invited Don and Steven to play with you. Guys, you must have been really tired to forget everything,” she adds.
The guys just laugh but decline the offer of more coffee.
“Oh,” Babette tries some peacemaking, “please, don´t argue. You, Yasmin and Colin always end up arguing, quarreling.”
She laughs and Ted adds.
“You are acting like a married couple now.”
Everybody laughs again. I protest.
“Don't mention marriage, please, it makes me sick. Who quarrels? Do we quarrel, Colin? Do we quarrel?”
He looks for the last toast and says.
“Never.” Then he adds with a funny expression on his face. “I just tell you what to do and you obey.”
Eleyne snorts and the others seem to be at the verge of another explosion of laughter but I quickly change the subject. These words stir some emotions in me, emotions that I’m probably not ready to face yet.
“I’m going to get ready for the morning,” and I add to Colin. “And I will have to buy another teddy, you ripped the one I bought yesterday.”
“Buy two dozens, then.”
“I'm interested in buying some, too,” Eleyne adds looking at Tony; he just nods his head. “And also some stockings. Mine got torn yesterday, as well.”
Ted and Babette are talking and they arrange that Ted will pick her up later after lunch. So we have to arrange as well where it will be. And here an inconvenience appears, back in the future we wouldn’t need to do it, we could decide at the last moment where to go and just use a mobile phone to tell him. Here we have to single out a place at once. Ted suggests a pub but Babette is not too hot about the idea of eating there. She shakes her head.
“Sorry guys but I don’t want to eat fish and chips. They’re too much on the fattening side for me the way they’re done here.” Her remark makes the guys explode into laughter again, Ted starts to tease her a bit about her big butt. After a moment they turn their attention on us.
“What about you, girls? Are you also afraid of gaining weight?” Colin asks amused.
“Every girl is, Colin.” Eleyne shrugs and I agree with her.
“So what do you want to eat?” Jim asks.
“How about some pasta?” Eleyne suggests.
“Why not?” Jim agrees then tells Ted. “We can go to Zia Maria. You know where it is.”
“Ok, I’ll be there at...” Ted looks at his watch, “more or less 2 p.m.”
“And you, Tony? Where are you going to have lunch?” asks Eleyne, concerned about the health and well-being of Tony.
“We’ill eat at the club,” he says. “Don´t worry, they have nice food there, good quality.”
“By the way, what time is that game on TV tonight?” Eleyne asks.
“At 8:30 p.m.,” Colin answers, “why?”
“Well, do you want dinner before or after the game? And are the Steel Virgin guys going to bring some snacks and beer? I'm not sure how much we have left and I know you will need beer and snacks, won't you?” Eleyne smiles.
Our men look at each other and decide.
“Perhaps before the game will be better,” Jim answers.
“Don't worry,” Colin adds, “Drew and the other guys follow the BYOB rule - they will bring enough beer to last us. So you can only take care of some snacks.”
“OK,” it seems that Eleyne makes a mental note in her mind.
The men are ready to go and play their match. I kiss Colin as well as the other guys wishing them luck and I and Babette go upstairs. If we’re to shop today again I have to make a list of what I need and what I forgot to buy yesterday. First I notice some moisturizer will be necessary and write this down in a notepad. Then I add some other items like hand creams, women's shampoo and conditioner and body lotion. And some make up cosmetics. Then I imagine Colin’s face looking at such a feminine invasion to his territory: rows of articles totally unknown to him, placed at his toilette. Hmmm, my imagination is showing really vivid pictures of him and they don’t look good to me. I think I shall have to sleep in another bedroom.
After refreshing, doing my hair simply in a ponytail and using some make-up, I feel motivated enough to wear some sexy short skirt and a hot top, but try not to be excessive with my sensuality at this hour of the morning.
Downstairs I find Eleyne, who has chosen the same type of sexy clothes and Babette, who looks more discreet.
“Where is Jim?” I ask and after a moment I see him coming from the garden. He stops in the door and whistles.
“Are you sure you’re only going to buy things for your tits?”
Eleyne’s Story:
With breakfast eaten and dirty dishes in the dishwasher and out of our way, we prepare to go out. The gals go upstairs with Jim to get washed and dressed properly. I decide to check the fridge to see what I can make for dinner. A detailed inspection shows that there's quite a lot frozen cod there in the freezer. This makes me remember a summer I once spent in Algarve with Portuguese cuisine.
I decide to make a Portuguese dish of roast cod and potatoes, which is very tasty and very easy to prepare, too. I take out the fish to defrost and I check if the other ingredients that I need for it are available. It turns out that it's just potatoes that are missing. So I find a piece of paper and make a shopping list, put snacks on it, too. Having checked the cupboard and fridge, I also add to the list some rosé wine and sparkling wine... and strawberries for a bubble bath. Well, I do want my spa evening for tonight while the guys are watching the game.
Then I head upstairs for a quick shower and after I get dressed. It's quite hot, so I choose quite revealing garments, and anyway I always dress like this, in a sexy way so I don't feel strange at all. One more look into the mirror just to make sure everything is in place and then I notice. The collar is still on my neck. I didn’t remove it when I was showering so now the leather’s wet. I decide to take it off now and let it dry. Hmm, but leather may shrink if I just leave it lying to dry unstretched. As they say, the necessity is the mother of invention - I just fasten it again around the lampshade. This should prevent any shrinkage. Then I run down thinking that everybody is already waiting for me, but only Babette is ready. I wink at her and go to the living room hoping the guys didn't remove all the gadgets from yesterday night - we do want to continue with our interrupted lesson for Jim.
Indeed, I find some packages on the table. A quick browsing through the boxes shows me the most suitable thing for our "chastisement" - a collar linked with handcuffs. I giggle inwardly thinking of possible Jim’s reaction to it, especially if we manage to cuff him. I just pack them into my bag and head out of the living room. When I rejoin Babette, I see that Yasmin is going downstairs; but before I can tell her what I acquired for our lesson, we see Jim coming from the garden. He whistles seeing us.
“Are you sure you are only going to buy things for your tits?”
“Come on, Jim, it's already quite hot. It would be impossible for us to wear pants or long sleeves. Anyway, didn't we already have this discussion about our way of dressing?” I answer.
He just looks at us helplessly. Then he sighs.
“Ok, Let's go to the car.”
Already on the way to the city he asks curiously.
“Why were you saying that I would laugh my ass off looking at all the stuff you'll be given to try on?”
“Well,” I try gather my thoughts, “how to explain it shortly to a man? It's quite a broad subject... Ok, so to start with, even in 2011, 85 to 90 percent of women wear an incorrect bra size; the second thing is that most shop assistants don't have a clue how bra-sizing works an
d how a bra should fit; the third thing is that a lot of manufacturers ignore the needs of a very big group of women - their potential customers. Apart from that there are powerful stereotypes saying that only fat, pregnant or nursing women can have naturally big breasts.”
I stop to take a breath. “Well, perhaps, I didn’t list them all. I suppose that porn stars can belong to this group as well, no matter if their boobs are real or not. Last, but not the least, most bras that are suggested to big-breasted women look like something that your grandmother or great grandmother would wear. It's for the last reason why I wanted you to go with us.”
He listens then laughs incredulously.
“How come? How is it possible for a woman not to know her size? You women spend most of your time buying clothes and stuff.”
“Well, partly it's the fault of the stereotypes saying that most women wear A or B cup, C or D cups already imply having big breasts, DD is huge, E is enormous, F means fake and G get a reduction. And also all these other things that I mentioned before. And many others,” I answer, but then I hear Babette from the backseat.
“We should be shopping for lingerie in Paris, French bras are the best.”
“Well, Babette, don't be offended but even though you are dressed, I see your bra is not fitting you correctly. It does influence the silhouette. Yasmin, it applies to you, too,” I say.
“Well, I just know I don´t feel comfortable in the one I’m wearing now,” says Yasmin.
“How can you say things like that?” Babette exclaims. “I bought it in one of most exclusive lingerie boutiques in Paris.”
“Exclusive or not, it doesn't fit you well. I will show you why later, when we are already in a changing room.”
Jim starts laughing again, but then asks.
“So what else can you say about those cup sizes? It seems interesting.”
“Well, if you had to describe the size of room what dimensions would you use?” I answer with a question.
“Length, width and perhaps height,” he answers.