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“How may I help the two of you?” She looked at Amber, clearly dubious upon seeing her drab clothing, but then perked up when she took stock of me. Everyone knew that Alkard and his ‘family’ were some of the wealthiest on the station.
“We’re looking for some clothes for her for some nights at the Black Star. Elegant, classy, and eye-catching but easily blends into a crowd.”
“Of course,” the saleswoman responded. “I think I have a few pieces in mind that’d be perfect.”
She then led the two of us to a private showing room. The room itself had a sofa, a small stage with a mirror on it and a small closet with a curtain for changing.
“I thought I was just supposed to blend in?” Amber asked, raising her eyebrows. “What was that eye-catching stuff about?”
“You never know when it might come in handy,” I responded quickly.
That was admittedly a selfish choice. But it would make it easier to follow Draven’s orders.
A few moments later, the saleswoman returned with a whole rack of different kinds of clothing.
“I believe these should all be in the lady’s size. Please just find me if you need anything else.”
The first was a skintight black dress that only went about halfway down her thighs. She’d definitely turn every head in the room in that. The dress pressed her breasts together, like an enticing present ready to be unleashed.
“I like it,” I said.
“I feel like my tits are about to burst out.”
“Yeah, I like it.”
“But I won’t exactly blend in, will I?”
The next dress was a sheer, flowy one. Every inch of her skin underneath was just a gust of wind away from being exposed.
“I like it,” I said again. “But you won’t blend in, I suppose.”
The third dress was a strapless red one. The hem of the dress draped perfectly over her ass and chest, accentuating those features.
“This one is nice,” Amber said. “A bit?—”
“Too noticeable. You look very… Very nice in that. You won’t blend in. At all.”
The next hour or so was practically a private fashion show for me. I alone got to watch a freshly beautified Amber try on the best fashion high society had to offer. There were worse ways to spend a morning.
The only problem ended up being that none of the dresses would allow her to blend in at the casino. She’d stand out in any room. All eyes would be on her.
“Are you sure?” Amber said, modeling a tightly tailored black pants suit before me. “I think you might be overestimating how good I look in a lot of these. Conii and her goons won’t recognize me in any of these, and I really won’t stand out next to a lot of the gorgeous women who pass through the casino.”
“Just look at your legs in those.”
“They’re completely covered,” Amber said with a smile. “With the right shoes, you wouldn’t even see my ankles.”
“Yes, but you still get the shape, the contours. Plus, your ass?—”
“How are we doing in there?” the saleswoman asked as she returned.
“Well…” I started to say, trying to find the best way to request clothes that wouldn’t make Amber stand out so much.
“We’ll take all of them,” I decided. “Add in some more casual pieces for streetwear in the same sizes that she can move easily in.”
The saleswoman’s smile grew, but Amber’s eyes were wider.
“Are you sure?” she whispered as we were alone. “Why would I need so many dresses?”
