Caught By The Manager

"Yeah, yeah, hurry it up. Faster you finish that up, faster all of us can go home." A loud voice spoke from the right, Tiffany whipped her head around just in time to watch a blonde woman who looked to be in her lower thirties enter the dressing room. The plaid vest, jeans, and hiking boots were topped by an unzipped blue jacket, and a small pin that read "Hi! My name is Katy!" Her eyes went wide as Tiffany's bare ass came into view, causing her to gasp a little. Tiffany yelped slightly, and felt her instincts of 'fight or flight' kicking in. Before she acted on impulse and took off in the opposite direction, the woman spoke up.

"Wow. I thought everyone left. Are you uhh..." The woman began, her hard-learned customer greeting and interaction training flying out the window as she looked Tiffany up and down. "...Is there a problem?"

"I-I err... the door..." Tiffany stammered, pointing to the door. The woman nodded her head, and looked away in an attempt to respect the girl's privacy. Ducking back into the main floor of the store, she loudly called out "Where is Darren? He had my keys last."

The young girl in the men's shirts section unplugged an earbud, looking back to her manager. "Darren? He clocked out as soon as that last girl bought her clothes. He took off running, saying something about a movie date."

Katy looked back at the young woman covering herself poorly with her hands. "Wait a minute. If she locked herself out naked, then that means..." Katy narrowed her eyebrows on Tiffany, her face losing sympathy. "...She was trying stuff on naked."

"Hey. What's your name?" Katy questioned sternly. Tiffany looked back towards Katy, now calmed enough to ask for some clothes. "M-My name is Tiffany. Could I maybe get a jacket, or a towel or something?" She pleaded, faking a slight, awkward smile. Katy shook her head no, much to Tiffany's great surprise.

"I think that can wait. My name is Katy, I am the manager. Sorry to tell you this, but you are required to wear underwear when trying on ANY clothes in our establishment." She sternly lectured. Tiffany stared aghast, and raised an eyebrow.

"Since you locked yourself out naked, that means you were trying on something with no layers on at all save for those pink socks and that necklace. Under company policy, I'm technically supposed to call a security guard for our mall and have them kick you off the property. Or I guess, since that would be indecent exposure, they'll have to decide what to do with you more carefully." Katy explained, her face now completely serious. Color drained out of Tiffany's face, as she thought about being escorted out of the mall completely naked, and even arrested for indecent exposure.

"Please don't. I didn't know. I promise. Just let me leave." Tiffany pleaded. As embarrassing as a streak through the mall would be, she liked her odds of not getting caught and arrested a lot more than in her current situation.

"...Just let me finish. I know the security guards would really like to avoid the paperwork involved with detaining someone. So would I. Accidents happen." Katy calmly explained. Now Tiffany sat confused, and embarrassed. She had no idea what point or outcome the manager was going for, and looked on expecting more. "Let me go phone security real quick and explain the situation to see what they think."

Katy walked off in the other direction, leaving Tiffany extremely embarrassed, and in no better of a situation than she was before getting caught. She hoped the security would take some pity on her, and that after the call the manager would lend her some clothes until someone could get into the dressing room.