Another customer.

A woman walked in the door, took one look at John and grinned. She wore a pair of cut-off Daisy Dukes and a small halter top, and the body her clothes weren't concealing was that of a goddess. Her platinum-blonde locks were cut in a bob and her chocolate brown skin glistened.

"Ah look, somebody's gift-wrapped a white boy for me. Are you happy to see me little white boy? I can tell you are."

She walked up to John and wiggled her booty right in front of his face.

"Would you like some hot chocolate, white boy?"

Ann walked in from the back of the shop.

"Janisha? You're just a bit early; I'll have to finish up with this gentleman, if you don't mind."

Ann gathered up John's clothing and put it neatly in a gift box, then tied it up with string. Meanwhile Janisha waved her crotch in front of John.

"I have a cat, little white boy; would you like to see my little black pussy?"

Ann stood up. "You don't need to tease John, Neesha. Now let's get you ready for your fitting."

Ann reached around the girl and undid her neck strap, then her back strap. The halter top fell away, revealing her dark brown single-D melons with their even darker nipples. Then she pulled down the shorts, revealing the aforementioned pussy with its curly black fur.

"Ann! I was teasing him!"

"I know, but the show's over."

A woman with dark skin, black hair, and white overalls came in with a dolly and chained John to it. Then she unceremoniously wheeled him out the front door of the shop.