Note: There is an interlude chapter that is very racy, so I will not upload it even though the protagonist is 12 and Ida is only 14/15. (There is an explanation of why Ida acts like this in later chapters)
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In November, the weather gradually turned colder, but the fashionable girls on the streets of New York wore increasingly shorter skirts. To keep warm, they even wore cashmere stockings, but they refused to take off their mid-thigh miniskirts.
This was a product of a company called "Angel Clothing Design Co., Ltd." They had many other products, but only miniskirts were the most popular.
The world had been inactive for fifteen years since World War II, and the golden age of capitalist society was about to arrive, but fashion trends had spread throughout society before them.
Suddenly, girls in miniskirts could be seen everywhere, even though security in New York was not very good.
This trend even began to spread to other places, such as Pennsylvania, Washington, New Jersey, and Ohio.
However, since Angel Company had registered a design patent, only they could produce miniskirts for the time being, while the others could only watch helplessly.
"We did it! We did it!" Lisa looked at the sales records for the last month with a heart full of excitement.
This miniskirt craze, which began in London, had exploded in New York a few years ahead of schedule.
Although sales were booming, Catherine knew that miniskirts would not really be accepted or recognized until the Vietnam War officially began and the hippie movement took off. Before that, no matter how popular they were, they were just a trend, not the symbol of an era.
But right now she was staring out the window, not thinking about these issues.
"Maybe we can add something else," Lily said. "Look, let Ida and Kate walk the streets in our skirts, everyone will love our clothes!"
"But the factory is already at full capacity and we can't make any more clothes," Jenny said.
"But maybe we can take some promotional photos. Let's go to Uncle Homan's house," Lily suggested.
"Maybe we should open more stores… no, we can open our clothing stores all over the world!" said Catherine. In her opinion, now was the best time to conquer the market; otherwise, it would be a tragedy once the patent protection expired. Furthermore, design patents are possibly one of the most unreliable types of patents.
Without further delay, the group headed to New York on Friday afternoon.
Since the company's opening, Homan had turned his photography studio into the headquarters. As the business grew, Homan had less and less time to run the studio, so he simply closed it and turned it into his company.
This middle-aged man with a bushy beard had some foresight and knew how to spot business opportunities. Otherwise, why would he consider investing in a company full of high school students?
However, he himself ran the entire company, which showed his great ability.
Catherine was sitting by the window, with Ida by her side, who smiled at her. But Catherine could only blush and lower her face.
The story goes back to the night of October 18.
In Ida's backpack was a half-empty bottle of liquid with the label torn off.
Catherine tried to stop her, but she noticed that she could barely move.
What was going on?
Two hands began to run over her body, while Ida's equally soft body pressed against her back. Ida's legs held one of Catherine's feet from behind, her thighs brushing between Catherine's, while her hands did not stop.
A finger broke the barrier of Catherine's body, penetrating that beautiful passage.
At the same time, her thumb rested on the girl's most sensitive spot.
And the other hand kneaded Catherine's beautiful nipples.
Catherine felt as if her body no longer belonged to her, forced to submit to her instincts.
But just as she was about to rise to the sky, everything stopped abruptly.
"Ida..." Catherine murmured softly, trying to ask for the other's hand.
"Beg me." She put her hand near Catherine's ear and then gently licked her earlobe.
"Please, Ida..." Her cheeks flushed.
"Please what?"
"I want..."
"Want? Want what? Say the name of your... that place..."
Catherine didn't notice the cold tone; she only felt a wave of heat rise to her brain, and then she began to belittle herself according to the other's words...
What was wrong with her then?
"Catherine, we're here!"
The weather returned to early November, early winter.
"It doesn't matter."
It would be a lie to say that Catherine didn't care that night, but she only considered it a distraction. Even if it was something, she just thought it was for a higher heaven.
However, on the other hand, sleeping naked is very comfortable...
The group arrived at the photo studio, or rather, at the headquarters of what is now called "Angel Costume Design Co., Ltd."
"Kate, come on, put this on."
They handed Catherine another miniskirt.
"Okay."
Catherine's career is booming.
The name *Harry Potter* has started to ring; although it is not yet a great success, it is quite popular. Catherine has the advantage of being a newcomer, since *Harry Potter* was written by J.K. Rowling, but it took her more than ten years. The plot and style are difficult to balance perfectly. Catherine, on the other hand, wrote it all at once, in just a few months. The style and plot are already quite solid. Catherine firmly believes that, in this respect, she has done much better than Rowling.
Catherine has also considered bringing the *Harry Potter* saga to the movies, but unfortunately, the conditions at the time are simply not right.
Of course, to say that it was not enough would not be entirely accurate, because even at that time, famous films such as *2001: A Space Odyssey* and *Star Wars* were among the best in terms of special effects, and both were created before computer-generated effects existed.
Human ingenuity is limitless; with ambition, no device can stop you. For example, the special effects in *Blade Runner* from the 80s were better than some films from the 90s, and even some from the 21st century.
"Kate, look here."
Homan raised his camera, and Lily seemed to have stepped out.
He smiled, and then the flash went off.
They only took a few photos before stopping.
Lily's voice was heard; it sounded like... an argument?