Pulling up to the parking lot, Martha parked the car.
They both got out and then Don turned to Martha,
"This place is pretty big and looks pretty high end, dont you think it will be a bit expensive?"
Martha just smiled and lifted her purse, opening a row she pulled out a credit card,
It was the most expensive one, given to the wealthiest of wealthy, waving the card at him with a big smile,
"Ta ta da, this is my mother's card, and it has no limit, and today I am gonna purchase for you, me, lea and Rachel"
Don's eyes widened hearing it, In his whole life he hasn't had a single expensive stuff, he had no smart phone, only a second hand dial pad cell.
"Martha you dont have to, i am fine with cheap clothes, you are already doing a lot for me,"
Martha stepped close to him and placing a hand on his shoulders said,
"Don, you saved my life, you made lea happy, and above all you are a very nice kid, there is no price tag for the qualities you have, and therefore I am going to buy you anything"
"Martha but, you don't have to-"
Placing her finger on his lips, shushing him,
"Dont speak another word, we are going in and buying you whatever you want. No objections will be heard"
Don was shocked,
'Her sweet fingers are on my lips, mmh'
Then Martha retracted her hand and then,
"Let's go shopping".
"Well i didnt know you guys were rich,"
Martha turned her head with a confused smile,
"Who said we are rich?"
"Wait what, you aren't rich then how can you afford that card?"
Martha looked at the card, and read it carefully,
'The great bank credit card'
"This is just a normal credit card"
Don confused of hearing her, rushed to her and looked at the card one more time,
'Its clearly the richy card'
"No its not, this is the most hardest to get credit card in the world"
"Martha dont tell me you didn't know about this?"
Martha dumbstruck,
"Is this that rare?"
Don surprised at her lack of awareness on these things,
"Of course, you don't know anything about banks do you?"
"Well i know something."
Don reached for the card and held it close to her eyes,
"Now look carefully, this is the most rarest card given by the biggest bank in the whole world, you have to be super rich to even see it, let alone have it"
Martha didnt know anything about this, the only memory she had of it, was that her mother gave it to her when she was pregnant with rachel.
'Mom never told me it was such a marvel, no wonder my friends were all just scanning this card with their eyes whenever I pulled it out of my purse'
"Oh, I see. I guess you are right, I dont know anything about banks, I mean this is a gift from my mom"
Giving back the card,
"Your mother must be really rich, and i do believe you when you say that its your mother's and the fact that you didn't know anything about the card nor where you just act dumb with me, because if it were yours and still had anything else but a mansion, or a 100 sports car, or a private yatch then it would be the biggest joke of the human era"
Martha laughed out loud hearing him,
"Hahahaha, you're so funny Don, I never took you for a humorous person, oh and do keep cracking your jokes, hahaha"
The both of them laughed as they walked out of the parking lot and into the mall.
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Seeing the fashionable lighting and the pretty empty floors Don was left gazing, wondering how beautiful the interior design was,
'Wow, all of this for a shopping center, this is incredible,'
Don had relied on used clothes given to him by his neighborhood, he has never been inside a mall.
Going to college in hopes of landing a job was taking his entire time.
As he was just running his hand through the fabrics and feeling the softness of those, he found an interesting one.
A black shirt made of silk and shining like black gold, the magnificent fabric's material alone pulling him close.
Pulling it off the rack he felt it,
'It feels so nice'
As he was running his hand over it, and admiring the work of art he stumbled upon the price tag,
'$3000/- fucking dollars, are you nuts, for a shirt'
Then he read the brand name, it was the most expensive Comercial brand.
As he stood with the shirt in his hand, dumbstruck of the price on it, a lady approached him from the rear,
"That's a product from the linkaxe clothing brand,"
Don startled by the sudden voice and turned back to see who it was,
A sales girl wearing a black tight fit pants and a tight white shirt, with the first 2 buttons open which revealed the black bra she wore,
Her tits big was having a bra with a thin strand connecting the two cups, resulting in a magnificent cleavage and a mole on her right breasts.
"Its one of the best for a casual wear and will feel great on your skin, would you like to try it on?"
Lost in thought of how to react when a lady approached him, made him nervous and almost stutter,
"I-i,... this"
"Great choice sir. Let me get that for you", taking the shirt from his hand, she directed him to the trial room, "this way please."
Don had no choice but to go ahead and try it on,
'What is wrong with her, she is so forward. I got goosebumps just from the speed of her words, I guess I will just say it's not my type after trying it on'
Don followed her and got to the trial room.
After unbuttoning the shirt she handed it over to him,
"Sir you can take the 3rd one, the first and second seems to be occupied"
"O.."
That was the best reply his mouth would speak without a stutter.
He got in and closed the door, then,
'I guess I will just wait a little bit and go outside and just say its not my type'
But that wont happen, because
The shirt in his hand was drawing him close to it, its silky texture and the expensive nature made him want it,
'It looks brilliant, but I can't make Martha buy it, I mean she will, but'
The price tag of the amount of things he had ever had all combined wouldn't make up half of this one shirt.
'I can try it on, right. It's a pitty not to after getting it this close, yeah maybe I will, but I won't wear it for long'
Taking the shirt by its collar he hanged it, and then pulled off his shirt and then hanged it nearby.
Almost commits a crime by even setting the shabby and cheap shirt he wore next to the pristine fabric.
'Allright here we go, moment of truth'.
"Wooow," he exclaimed.
'This is out of this world, it feels unnaturally comfortable, and the look'
In front of him the mirror showed a majestic looking Don, it was radiant and was calling out to him,
'My god I look like a model, the kind which works for designer brands, woow'
'I have to take it, I mean snap a pic of me wearing it, not ask Martha to buy it, yes just a picture'
Pulling out the phone Kerry gave him he opened the camera, then quickly snapped a photo.
'Its nice, very nice'
Now he was disappointed, his desire for it grew,
'I mean its not like this is bad right, maybe I can ask her, she wouldn't think bad of me right, I mean she said that she will buy me clothes'
Looking at the mirrors reflection of his majestic attire he dreamed of going on a date with Martha wearing it,
In his dream-:
"Hmm, you look great handsome,"
"Martha please this is nothing, you gotta see what's underneath,"
She bit her lips, and moved her legs to his crotch feeling him,
"Ooh, careful you dont want the restaurant staff catching us in the middle of the act, just wait till we get to our room darling"
'That would be so goood'
Then courageous he walked out of the room,
Outside the employee was waiting for him, he shimmered as the dress fitted him perfectly,
"Wow, you look great sir"
Don's face bloomed as he heard her, the compliment she gave him felt more than awesome, it was fucking awesome.
"So are you buying it?"
Don looked around for Martha, she wasn't there,
'Martha isn't here, i don't know what to do, what should I tell her, am I really gonna buy this, mmh'
"Umm, I need to think about that"