Chapter 99
by 
sipainting
Do you spend time chatting with Jason?
He's cute! So... yes!
Being with Jason is fun. The two of you chat and you discover that you're quite relaxed with him, and very flirtatious! You flirt by playing with your hair or smoothing your dress over your legs. At points you reach over and squeeze his arm or pat his leg, all the while laughing at his jokes and encouraging him to talk more.
Of course you have to part ways. After all, he's on the clock and has to manage the store. But you promised that you will come back to see him again some day.
But will you be able to keep that promise? (yes)
Do you want to keep that promise? (yes, definitely yes)
As Paul or Jennifer? (uh...)
The rest of the morning you spend wandering through the stores. For the first time ever, you go into all of the ladies' stores. And even though you don't buy anything (you only have 100$, after all), the sales ladies are all very attentive. What a variety there is!
You became aware of how the women are staring at you, and seeing yourself in a variety of mirrors you realize that you are dressed in a more "revealing" and "forward" fashion than most. The thought makes you blush, and then afterwards you feel naked... being **** as you are to flaunt your assets like that.
It's time to leave.
You jerk involuntarily. The freakin' earpiece is still working???
You look into your purse and realized the purpose of the mysterious silver box. It must be a hacked cell phone / bluetooth for the earpiece. The computer has been following your progress the whole time. It's probably even listening in to your conversations.
As you walk out of the mall you see Marty with the Limo. He waves you over then holds the door for you as you get into the back and swivel your legs in. Just like a lady.
TEST SCENARIO, BEGIN LEVEL 10: LEGAL
You have a choice to make.
Says the house computer over your earpiece.
You can do your job and take those papers to your own law firm, or you can take them to Jack Hewitt's own law firm, Howard, Johnston, and Blakely. The choice is yours.
Marty looks over the seat at you and asks...