The girl, Ashley, was sprayed with perfume and smelled it deeply as it clouded her senses, and she was pulled along into the stores clothing racks, and was handed a pair of black leggings, some bright blue socks, a cyan blue camisole, and a lacy black skirt.
"I don't really like Blue," She said, her longer brunette hair bouncing as she followed Whitney to the dressing rooms, and Whitney grabbed a pair of heeled cowgirl boots.
"And these, now try them on, I'll pay for them, and you can toss them out if you want when you go home. If you are good enough and hot enough you can join me and my friends for some of our events." Whitney says, playing to the girls competitive traits.
"Really? I've always wanted to be part of a team..." Ashley says, not knowing that she was slowly being molded by Whitney.
