"What an incredible 'scam' this was, Cindy," whispered the small brunette on Cindy's left. "We got to spend all afternoon shopping for clothes and our husbands didn't even care about the bill!" The curvy redhead on Cindy's right rebutted, "Why should they care? I make more than mine anyways. But I guess it's nice to not hear him complain. And all we have to do in return is model for those perverts." Cindy focused on her makeup, all three of them jostling for position in front of the mirror as they hurried to get ready. None of them expected the husbands to wait patiently for long without at least one of them out there. Cindy finished first and raced to the clothes rack they had pulled out from her closet. They were getting ready...