A trip into town

Although we were both taking Biology 101 along with this lab, Jake's class section met at a different time, which made it a bit harder to link up for the purpose of writing our lab report. Confident that we had taken enough lab notes, Jake and I had a short discussion about writing up this week's lab, and then we decided that he would do the whole report this time, while I would do the following week. There were still over forty minutes left in the scheduled time, but a few students had already begun to leave. Since I needed to head into town for my hair appointment, I took the opportunity to leave now as well. "See you next week, Jake."

"I'm looking forward to it," Jake eagerly replied, and from the smile on his face, it was evident that he was still thinking about the views of my naked pussy and butt that I'd provided for him during the lab.

Exiting the building was ****, as the mid-afternoon heat was even worse than during lunch. Crossing the campus was a miserable ordeal, and by the time I reached the nearest bus stop, I was debating whether I had enough energy to press on. Fortunately, the bus arrived a few minutes later, and after a short ride, I arrived at my stop.

The salon address corresponded to a run-down and somewhat seedy-looking strip mall with a few vacant store fronts. The few that were occupied didn't match the name of the salon. There was a liquor store, a pawn shop, a liquidation store, a pizza delivery, and some kind of adult shop. With forty minutes until my appointment, I still had enough time find the salon. I started by checking the vacant stores, and at the second door I found a sign indicating the salon had moved to a new address. Crap! I never thought to confirm the address when I scheduled the appointment. I just assumed it was at the address listed online. The new street address placed it further along the bus route, but it was thirty minutes until the next pickup. With the **** heat, there was no way I was going to stand outside for that full time or try to walk there.

Although I considered going into the adult shop, a sign in the liquidation store's window caught my eye - '80% off all clothing items'. To fulfill the terms of my 8am class, I was going to need a lot more outfits, and they might have some good deals here. As I entered, an older female clerk greeted me, and from what I could see, I was probably their only customer at the moment. The air inside the building was nice and cool. However, between the poor lighting and random layout, the store seemed like a dump. Items of different sizes and types lay scattered across the various isles. The clothing section was complete chaos with some garments placed on normal racks or shelves, but many others were piled across makeshift tables or on stacked boxes. Just finding items would be a challenge, but with almost thirty minutes, maybe I would get lucky and find something.

After a few minutes of searching I began to recognize a pattern. Most of the garments on the racks or shelves seemed to be older fashions which were heavily picked over, while the items on the tables seemed to be newer and less picked over. The items in the boxes were the newest and few or no items had been taken out. Either the lack of space or lack of effort by the staff had led them to leave most of the new liquidation inventory in their boxes. Most of the boxes had content labels too, which greatly helped in identifying what was inside. I started moving the boxes to uncover the items below. Moving a box of sweatshirts revealed a box of sweatpants, and moving it revealed a box of sweaters. Hmm... That's reverse alphabetical order. Could there be...

Sundresses was the next box, and the next one after that was Skirts. Jackpot! The seals on top of both boxes had been cut down the middle, but portions of the packing tape remained on both, indicating neither had been fully opened. I quickly opened both and searched through them for my size. I soon had a few sundresses of different colors and styles, and several skirts of different colors and sizes ranging from mini skirts to micro skirts. The prices were extremely reasonable too even before the 80% sale price. Continuing through more boxes, I eventually found blouses, halter tops, tube tops, jogging bras, thongs, and even some swimsuits including a few extremely skimpy ones. In addition, the pricing on many of the items was incredibly low, as if they were miss-priced items. However, I soon noticed why some of them were marked down; they had defects, like stitching errors, missing buttons, or incorrect labels. Still, most of them were wearable, and some of the issues would be easy to fix. Looking up at the clock, I still had fifteen minutes before the bus arrived, and I really wanted to try on a few of the items since several signs around the building clearly stated, 'All Sales Final. No returns'. Along one side I spotted a door with a makeshift sign that read 'Changing Room'.

Inside there was a full length mirror, and multiple lights made it brighter than anywhere else in the store. After stripping off my blouse and skirt, I briefly admired myself in the long mirror. Growing up, I'd always felt somewhat ashamed of my body, but now I realized I had a very beautiful set of breasts capped by lovely nipples. My slender waist helped form wonderful curves with my hips and butt. Even my legs looked a bit longer and more shapely than I expected. I would have stood there longer admiring myself, but I didn't have much time, so I began to try on some of the items I was most concerned about. One blouse was uncomfortable, and another didn't fit well. One of the really cheap halter tops seemed to have the size mislabeled. But the rest of the items fit quite well. I quickly tried on the swimming suits, even the skimpy ones, and I was surprised at how they good they looked. However, I now realized that in addition to a hair cut, I was going to have to trim some other hair as well. My thick bush was creeping out all around the edges of the lower parts which made it look somewhere between silly and awful.

At the checkout, the clerk barely registered a response with the items I was purchasing, as she scanned each of them with her hand scanner and tallied them up. Next she included the 80% discount, and then she asked, "Are you a student?" I wasn't sure what she meant, but then she pointed to a sign by the register "Additional 10% off with student ID." Seriously? I quickly dug out my student ID and showed it to her. With the combined discounts, I ended up getting 90% off the already low price, and I had just purchased almost $500 worth of clothing for under $50! Exiting the building with multiple bags of new clothes under my arms, I felt like it was Christmas in September, but the heat quickly reminded me otherwise.