A Ghost Encounter: My Time with Simon "Ghost" Riley

"I thought we weren't going on a mall trip?" I say playfully as I shake my head.

"Just get inside," he barks. And like a gentleman, he opens the door for me.

That's odd.

"Thanks?" I shoot him a skeptical look.

He ignores me and heads for a suit shop.

We go inside and Ghost begins talking with an employee about the suits.

As Ghost sorts his disguise situation out I look around the store for a bit but eventually make my way back to the dressing room area.

When I walk up I see Ghost in a suit and tie.

He looks handsome. Even with his face hidden.

I notice I'm staring and apparently so does the Lieutenant because he makes eye contact with me through a sidelong glance.

I quickly face the ground.

Shit. I hope he didn't notice me staring.

Ghost purchases the suit and starts heading to the next store: "Spencer's".

Spencer's? Isn't that like an adult store?

"Uh, where are we going?" I chuckle nervously.

He points to Spencer's.

"Uh, why?" I ask stressed.

"To get your outfit," he deadpans.

He's being dead serious. Well, this is going to be awkward...

We walk into Spencer's and make our way toward the sex toy and lingerie section.

God, is it hot in here or is it just me? I hope my face isn't red.

I don't know why I'm so flustered right now...probably because I haven't had sex since I was 20 years old.

Jesus, 5 years is a long time to go without sex. Though I didn't have sex much after the abuse anyway.

"You still with me, Sergeant?" Ghost asks me. His eyes are assessing.

"Y-yes. Haha." I stammer, embarrassed.

Seems I was lost in thought. I probably sound so stupid...

I look at all the lingerie they have but I don't know what to pick!

"Uh, what do you think? You're a guy, right? Which one do you like?" I murmur, trying to avoid people in the store overhearing this embarrassingly awkward conversation.

I look up at Ghost. The height difference between us is crazy. If I'm 5'3 he has to be around 6'2.

Ghost looks down at me in silence for a little while, then looks back at the wall of lingerie, and then looks back at me again.

I'm blushing.

"This one." He picks one off the wall and hands it to me without looking at me.

Is he...embarrassed?

I look down at the lingerie in my hands.

It's a black, lacy, and sheer bra with a matching thong. The thong has garters connected to it with long sheer stockings. The front of the thong has a little pink bow on it.

I suppose it's a good choice.

"Okay." I nod.

Just barely, I overhear tittering. Apparently, Ghost does as well because we both turn our attention to the direction of the suppressed laughter and spot two teenage girls watching us.