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Chapter 3 by wicker wicker

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The customers looked at Jamie like she was insane. Jamie desperately wanted to pull her pants up but could not move her hands. Suddenly, her hands dropped and grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt. Her hands seemed to be moving as if being pulled by invisible strings. Her hands pulled her shirt off and dropped it. She wanted to scream, but her face contorted into a dopey smile. She then reached behind her and undid her bra hooks then her hands kept going until she removed her bra and dropped it. Her hands reached up and cupped her breasts. "Look at my titties!" she yelled.

Augie was beside himself with laughter as he monitored Jamie's humiliation from his computer. He kept typing.

Jamie was blushing and mentally panicking, but she just stood there like some idiot pervert topless with her jeans at her ankles. She was still cupping her breasts with a big fake smile on her face. A man in his late twenties came out from a door behind the counter. He walked over to Jamie. "Miss, I think you have to leave before I call the cops," he said.

Jamie wanted to scream at the man that she was not doing this on purpose and had no idea what was going on, but suddenly she started talking. "I'll only leave if everyone takes a photo of my titties!" she said loudly.

The customers in front of her took out their phones and took photos of her.

"I'm off to suck off stray dogs in the park!" said Jamie. She turned and without her hands leaving her breasts, she shuffled off towards the door, her jeans still at her ankles. A hand reached down and opened the door, and she walked out onto the sidewalk.

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