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"Brittany, you can't seriously think I'll wear this do you. I could cripple myself just looking at this stuff." Eleanor stated, holding up a white G-string that was so thin that it looked like it was nothing but a string of lace with garters attached with leather straps. "Eleanor, you know I would never make you wear something as tacky as that. Besides, this isn't for you, it's for Jeanette." Jeanette looked up with a start. Her face was painted with pure horror. "M-m-me! Y-you want to buy these for me!" "Duh! You're the bride to be." Brittany said like it was clearly obvious. "B-but, why? Brittany, you know I don't feel comfortable wearing this stuff. W-why are you doing this?" Jeanette asked, trying to remain calm as possible. "Because Jeanette, after your wedding tomorrow, you and Simon will be heading off on your honeymoon. Once you get to your hotel, your wedding night will begin, and that only means one thing...you and Simon will have sex." "S-sex?" "Yes, Jeanette - sex!" Eleanor threw down the underwear she was holding in a huff. "Brittany, don't embarrass, Jeanette! It's none of your business what she does on her wedding night with Simon. You don't know what their plans are, but even if they do plan on being intimate, you don't need to dress our sister up like a hooker." Brittany scowled at her sister. "For your information, Eleanor, I don't want to make Jeanette look like a prostitute, no way on earth! I simply want to make her look somewhat sexy so her husband-to-be doesn't think he's about to make love to a nerdy nun."