Following things up with Claire.

You decide to follow things up with Claire. She was certainly a very attractive woman after all. It looks like some of the work as been done for you, you think to yourself as you notice a few drips on the floor leading to her office. Her body was clearly sexually active and receptive even if her consciousness is currently all business, so why not you ask yourself?

You walk over to the solid looking wood door Claire just passed through, having to dodge a few employees moving with haste down the hall on the way and reach your hand out to knock purely out of habit. There is of course no answer, you shake your head chuckling to yourself as you push against the wood grain to open it and pass into the room.

Claire's office is small, she sits thighs crossed, at a desk which takes up most of the room despite the desk being pushed up against the wall. She types away diligently on a computer, taking no notice of your entrance or knocking. Looking around you take note the small sliver framed picture on her desk of her hugging some well bronzed guy, clearly on a skiing holiday of some sort. Husband you figure, looking at her wedding band while shrugging, then continue to glance around. You look at some of the other screens filling the room, CCTV footage from the store is linked into her office. Looking closer in one of the grainy images you spot Wendy slumped on a kick stall, leaning against some shelving, head bent forward with her chin on her chest. She looks sound asleep and is naked from the waist down. An elderly man chats to her oblivious that she cannot hear him. It also looks like she might have pissed herself, but its hard to make out.

Fanning yourself, you note that it's quite warm in the confined room, stuffy air fills your nostrils, the noise of the supermarket once again faded away. Claire has taken off her suit jacket and draped it neatly over the back of her office chair, she would look none the worse for her ordeal in the disciplinary except for her thong, messily left around one of her ankles. You move behind her and softly place your hands on her shoulders, giving her a gentle massage, enjoying the silk like texture of her blouse on her dainty shoulders. Looking at the screen it appears to be some kind of human resources information, probably to do with Ryan you guess. She types in a few details into some text boxes, then looks down to some paper work, muttering to herself, sounding quite exasperated. Your eyes shift to her once again and her slim neck, you lean in close enough that a few stray wisps of hair tickle your nose. She smells fruity, surprisingly, as you take a deep breath of her scent. Planting few kisses on her nape, you smile and decide you might as well take one big lick all the way up as you are there. While you taunt her with more licks your hand moves to the top of her head, pinching a lock of hair that had been wrapped around her up-do keeping it in place. Giving it a gentle tug, her hair slowly unwinds itself and falls down her back, blocking your fun. Pulling away, you dive your hands into her mane and fluff up her silky brunette locks. She continues to type, fingers bouncing across the keyboard, eyebrows furrowed in concentration of her task at hand, still occasionally looking down to her right at the papers which look like Ryan's terms of employment. Her long hair now falling about her face and shoulders but not causing her to even attempt to tuck it back to get a better view for her work.

You take hold of the side rests of her office chair and twist her round to face you slowly, she tries to type for as long as she can reach the keyboard. A few final taps and her hands slide off it onto her lap, her expression still one of concentration but her eyes dart around the room looking for a purpose. You bring your hands to her blouse and start to make quick work of the buttons, her hand shoots up briefly making you pause. She scratches her face and adjusts her glasses before she places her hand back in her lap. Letting out a sigh of relief you continue opening them all up and expose her smallish bust beneath, encased in a sexy looking brassiere. Grasping her by the shoulders and leaning her forward, you pull her blouse completely off, knocking her glasses slightly so they sit crooked on her nose and unclasp her bra, manoeuvring it past her arms. Her small b cups spring free, pointing at you. Rubbing your palms together, you grab a small nipple in each hand between your thumb and index finger, making sure you have a tight grip. Giving them a few tugs up and down they feel firm and springy, letting them bounce a few times as you pull them forward and let go, enjoying their perkiness. Her face remains uncaring, staring at you, as her small breasts get pulled about.

Moving things along, you have to uncross her legs to stand her up briefly so you can get her skirt off, pulling it down and stepping her out of it. Also making sure she looses her thong even thou it did make a fun little anklet. She stands before you in nothing but her stockings and shoes, hands by her side, stern expression but otherwise calm. Her now exposed moistened slit practically leaking at this point. After taking in her nude form for a few seconds, you push her back into her chair. Taking her by the chin you take off her gold frames and fling them onto the desk and look her right in her eyes. She looks back in your direction but not at you, like she is looking at someone behind. Moving your face close to hers, you pass your tongue over her painted lips briefly then thrust it into her mouth and explore. You start stroking her tongue with you own for a few seconds, tickling it, before breaking off. Her mouth felt passive and unresponsive unsurprisingly, just like her unimpressed look. Your dick throbbing, you decide to get a little more intense, placing your knees on either side of her and pushing down on her shoulders making her slouch. You straddle her in the chair, your hardening cock slaps her cheeks a few times before you take it in your hand and guide it into her mouth. Her mouth resists briefly before you grab her head as you push yourself deeper into her throat. You think you hear a slight gag reflex but she makes no move to stop you or push you off so you continue to slide in and out, enjoying the feelings of her mouth. Her eyes start to water a little bit which makes her mascara run and she becomes quite red in the face as you piston faster into her mouth. You can feel yourself coming to a climax but decide you don't want to just cum in her mouth, you really want to use her.

Fighting your urges to continue, you manage to pull out, causing her to gasp for air but not acknowledge what you just did. You shift her forward a little bit so her her legs can be spread over the arms of the chair, her expensive high heel shoes slip off her feet and clatter to office floor. You line up your rock hard shaft with her slit, as your cock is already slick with her own spit, you glide in with little effort. She isn't the tightest pussy you had today but she feels pretty good and before long, ramming her against the chair gets her own juices flowing down there even more.

With all this physical effort of you ploughing her hard you notice how hot the little room has become. With the computers and two hot active bodies, its fairly stifling but with the feelings you are experiencing you decide to grin an bare it for now. Sounds of occasional grunts from both of you are constantly accompanied by the squeaking of the chair which sounds like it might break. It holds out slightly better than you in the heat, slick with sweat, just like Claire, you roll down one of her stockings and use it mop your brow. Then decide that she might as well be completely naked and take the other garment off as well, just to keep the symmetry.

You take a moment to rest before starting up again. Ramming her so hard and fast that you barely notice the knock at the door and you almost jump out your skin when Claire replies with a grunt.

"urg, COME IN! uh" she pants.

A guy wearing what looks like standard manager wear pokes his head round the corner.

"Heads up Claire, Amanda Prollier just walked in, looks like she means business." He said concerned.

Claire looks over her shoulder at the line of CCTV screens and you follow her gaze to the one showing the entrance to the store. A business woman of some kind just walked in followed by a couple of guys in suits.

"Shit" Claire whispered to herself. "Thanks, Aaron -Urghh- I'm on it." She grunted at the guy as he retreaded out the office without comment about the sight he just witnessed or the strong smell of sex.

You feel yourself climaxing once again, seeing how dishevelled Claire looks right now you figure you might as well finish the used and abused look. You pull out of her and grasp her by her hair, with a few extra pumps you squirt your load all over her face and a little across her chest. Ribbons of sticky cum lace her now anxious face and perky tits. Stepping back out of her way she wastes no time in manoeuvring her legs off the chair and then turning around she closes the program she was working on the computer. She quickly stands up and grabs her suit jacket from the back of her chair, slips it on her naked frame and heads to the door. One of her hands quickly darts into her pocket and pulls out some keys, thinking fast you grasp the back of the collar of the suit. She keeps walking towards the door, her arms move back as she moves forward and her suit comes off in one movement. You drop the piece of clothing to the floor and follow her out the door, slipping past her as she turns to lock the office. You watch as she turns and makes her way down the staff only hallway, she raises her arm slightly and then drops the keys into where her pocket would be, making them bounce off her naked hip and onto the floor. Smiling, you kick the keys to the side out the way then follow her, eyes glued to her naked butt swinging back and forth. She smiles politely at some co workers as they return the favour, ignoring her nakedness, her bare feet making little slapping sounds on the hard polished floor.

Following Claire back through the store still feels weird to you. Both of you were totally naked, nobody paying attention to either of your states of dress. Claire looks particularly worse for ware. Her make up ruined, her hair a total mess, cum all over her face and down her front. She reeked of sex, her slick pussy, leaking juices and pre-cum down her inner thigh, the layer of sweat from the hot office was doing her no favours either. As she passed the refrigerated isle, goosebumps broke out across her body and her nipples stood up like bullets. She didn't mind however, as far as she was concerned she was just as smartly dressed as when you first saw her step out of her office when Ryan was still employed. She stopped abruptly at the end of an isle and peered round the corned, you peered out as well as if you might be spotted. Over by customer service near the entrance stood the woman who you assumed must be Amanda Prollier. Obviously some sort of big shot, board of directors type, high up in the corporate dealing of current store you are in. She looked a quite imposing in her neat business attire which appeared to be tailored to accentuate middling bust. Her jet black hair, done up in a small beehive, matching her olive skin making her look like she might be of Italian or Spanish decent. You could almost see the terror in the eyes of the poor staff she was interrogating.

Claire for her part took a deep breath, brushed down her imaginary clothing then put on a big beaming fake smile. She came out from her hiding spot and spoke up.

"Amanda! Hi! What a surprise! So good to see you!"

Amanda looked around at Claire walking towards her. You can see Amanda's eyes move up and down the lady, judging her as she approached. If only she could take in just what Claire actually looked like you mused to yourself as you walked along beside Claire, one hand resting on her naked buttock.

"Ah, Claire... I was wondering when you would grace us with your presence..." Amanda said looking down her nose at the woman. "This is just one of those little spot checks I like to do every now and then."

"Well, its always good to be kept on our toes" Claire chirped back, lying.

The weirdness of this whole situation was still getting to you a bit. Maybe one day you would get used to this and it will all be boring, but not today it would seem. Having this attractive manager standing next to you covered in your cum talking to her boss made your dick stand to attention. Rather than get in the way of Claire's job this time you decide to discretely move behind her and lift up one of her legs to the side and slide into her. You keep the rhythm slow and gentle at first just so you can keep track of the situation as it plays out.

"I see..." Amanda replied turning her attention to a display by the entrance. "Is this always like this?" She gestured, pointing her finger at a cardboard display of a new movie that had just been released.

"You mean the display? Yes. Why? What's wrong with it? I was under the impression it was to be put in... in a place of prominence where people can see it." Claire stuttered a bit as your penis caused a slight convulsion from her.

"Not in the way of people getting in the actual store, Claire, think about it." Amanda said shaking her head.

One of the men she came in with walked up to her and flicked through a clip board pointing to various things. Claire waited patiently, panting slightly.

"Thank you Joe" Amanda said. "I have seven more stores to do today Claire and there is a lot to cover, so lets get this inspection underway."

"Inspection? Now?" Claire asked concerned.

"Yes, you heard me, is there anything wrong I should know about?" inquired Amanda raising her neat eye brows expectantly.

"No! No... its all fine. Lets go." Claire replied. From your vantage point behind her you saw Claire's shoulders physical slump as Amanda turned around and walked to the first section of the store followed by her two male colleges.

You pull out of Claire and place her leg down on the floor. You watch as her back arches involuntarily and she shivers slightly to a small orgasm you gave her. Once off you she hurries to catch up with the party, you follow along.

You find Amanda and her associates by the fresh vegetable section, walking up to Amanda you see her discussing the display with her male counterpart, nodding along with what he has to say. You look back over at Claire standing behind them, hands behind her back waiting patiently for what ever they have to say about her store. She wasn't having a very good day you muse. First Ryan and now this, she seems like a nice woman, you decide to help out a bit. No one is going to notice anything you do of course but you like to think that you might help karma out a little bit. You speak to Amanda's face as you stand next to her.

"Anything bad you have to say about Claire's store, will mean something bad will happen to you." You say out loud to Amanda who completely ignores you and continues to point and discuss the vegetables in front of them. A sleigh grin spreads across your face as your game begins.

"Claire..." Amanda starts up.

"Yes? Something wrong?" Claire asks worried.

"Have you seen the new brochure for fresh food?"

"Yes, is something wrong?"

"Well, you tell me." Amanda said as she points to a shelf of carrots.

"Ummm... well I suppose they could be neater"

"Its not that they are neat Claire. They are displayed length ways, the old way. Last week there was a memo saying the long veg should be display end up. Didn't you read it?" Amanda stated accusingly.

"Well, we've been very busy lately..." Claire replied making an excuse.

This was clearly a point against Amanda you decide, but what penalty shall she get? You take a carrot in your hand and weigh it up while looking at Amanda's stern expression, your eyes wondering down to her full red lips, pursed in an incredulous scowl. You turn to Claire abruptly, throw her arm over you as you bend down towards her sex. You twist the carrot into her moistened pussy, pushing it in and out a few times for good measure.

"Other stores do just fine Claire, I don't see what the problem is."

"I know... it's just th.. that we have been having some staffing problems..."Claire replied while being penetrated.

You remove the carrot slowly, then rub it up and down the inside of Claire's thighs to gather some of her leaked fluids and excess cum. Looking at the carrot you can see it is literality dripping with Claire's cloudy juices. Approaching Amanda you grab her cheeks with one hand to tilt her head back and move the carrot to her face with your other hand.

"It's your job to deal with these probl-gop" Amanda is cut short by you sliding the soiled vegetable between her lips. You slide it back and forth, making sure all of Claire's pussy fluids are swirling around in Amanda's mouth. Her stern eyes still shooting daggers at her underling even as the carrot is removed, leaving a small trail of spit coming from her otherwise pristine mouth. You watch the spittle hang there on her chin before dripping off onto the floor. You go and stand back next to Claire.

"I mean look at this, all wrong..." Amanda continued pointing to some of the other produce, you roll your eyes. Another point. You take your carrot and move it behind Claire, in a slow, firm motion you line up the orange stick with her winking anus and slowly apply pressure, pushing it up her ass. Claire's eyes bulge a little bit as it makes its way into her. You leave it up there for a few seconds then slowly remove the invading vegetable from her rectum and make you way back over to Amanda.

"Well I suppose... yes that does look fairly good over here..." Amanda said correcting herself as she considered the cucumbers.

"Heh, well you escaped this one" you say to Amanda's uncaring face. You turn and slot the smelly carrot into one of her male accomplices lapel pocket and wipe your fingers on his suit.

"Hmm, well, lets move on shall we?" Amanda turns and heads off in a strong confident manner, no acknowledgement of what you just made her do or to wipe away the fluids on her chin. She almost knocks into you as she walks past, Claire and the two helpers hurry to catch up.

"These shelves look a bit bare. Why are they not topped up?" Amanda pointed out as she sailed past a few gaps in stock.

"Well, like I said, staffing issues currently..." Claire piped up behind her as she caught up.

Deciding this is another point against Amanda you quicken pace to get up behind her as she walks in front of you, rubbing you hands over her bouncing rump, you travel upwards to her waist to find the zip to her skirt. You tug it down and pull it wide open. As she walks you take pleasure in watching her skirt slip down a little and struggle to cling to her hips as she walks confidently on, oblivious to the impeding wardrobe malfunction. She glides to a halt and turns at the end of the isle, tapping a finger against a stock refreshment cart.

"This should be out the back, not out on the floor." Amanda points out. "It looks bad for presentation."

You reach out and take hold of the front of her silk designer blouse, copping a quick feel before you jerk you hands apart, sending buttons flying, exposing what looks like some sort of bustier underneath and a plunging cleavage giving a hint that her tits may be bigger than you first thought. To get a better view and to give everyone a better view you remove her suit jacket as well and throw it over into the the next isle.

Your presence in front of her is barely enough to keep her in place as Amanda is on a roll at this point, letting her continue on with her goods on show, Claire can barely keep up with the woman as she struts around the store pointing out issues. She gives up trying to make excuses and just lets Amanda complain at her.

"You don't have tasters out for the customers to try? They do improve sales by ten percent you know." Amanda states as her skirt falls to the ground mid stride. Her dark nylons clinging to her shapely legs give anyone who would care to look quite a show, a pity its just you, especially as it also revealed her tanned, round derrière which you just can't resist. With one hand you grasp her thong and give her a strong wedgie and the other you bring down with a hard smack leaving a big red hand print right on her left butt cheek. She doesn't even flinch, she just continues to look around the store down her nose at everything.

"Another produce cart left out..." she points out, followed by another hard smack on her other cheek.

As Amanda passes an old security guard, he tips his hat to her. "Morning Mam" He chirps as she turns her nose up and walks on by ignoring him almost as much as she she is ignoring you. He frowns and turns to Claire as she catches up. "Sunny as always I see" He says under his breath so Amanda can't hear.

"Don't take it personal Ralph, you know how it is" Claire says thoughtfully.

"Yeah, yeah" He replies scratching his chin. "Busy, busy, no time to chat, speaking of which, shouldn't you be... ya know.." Ralph looked at the two guys who came in with Amanda as they scurried along taking notes.

"Right! Later Ralph." Claire said as she makes best speed to catch up with Amanda.

You take stock of the situation and have an idea, you quickly walk up to Ralph and study his belt, spotting what you are looking for, you grab his stun gun, unhook it and walk off to find Amanda again. Ralph doesn't object.

It not hard to miss two women, one half naked the other fully naked in the middle of a Supermarket and you find them in front of large display of cans on some sort of offer. Amanda is really giving a verbal ****, her arms crossed, as she taps her high heeled foot. Claire is animately gesturing with her hands, doing her best to answer.

"This offer is three days out of date, THREE!" Amanda didn't shout but she was quite forceful with her scolding.

"Well, it's quite unusual to get a sale change in the middle of the week so we weren't expecting it..." Claire tried to explain.

You move behind Amanda, raising the stun gun up, you pull the trigger and watch as sparks fly through the air between the metal teeth. This is going to be interesting.

You move the stun gun down and push it firmly into Amanda's round tanned rump, its shiny points disappearing into her skin. Smiling you pull the trigger.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHIEEEEE!!!" Amanda Screams. Her voice far louder than anything in the busy store, its reverberations bouncing round the large space. Her arms becoming uncrossed briefly, her fingers out straight as her hands, arms, her entire body shakes. Her eyes bulge as the shock continues for the brief couple of seconds.

Then just like that she goes back to normal like nothing happened. She recrosses her arms, her eyes take on a more relaxed but annoyed look at Claire. Claire herself caries on making excuses like her boss didn't just scream her head off. No one in the store even bothers looking over at the noise.

"..and don't forget the staffing issues we have, as I mentioned earlier" Claire continues.

"These are all excuses. Claire. This store needs to be at the forefront of customer ser-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHIIIEEEEEE!!!... vice and I need to know I can rely on my Managers" Amanda didn't miss a beat and you think you might have even seen some of the tins shake with that one. Her chest certainly did which you enjoyed.

"I know, I know, I'm sorry, I can promise it won't happen ag-" Claire started as you pull the trigger a few more times.

"AIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!"

"-ain, once we get a routine going we-" Claire doesn't even stop, she just caries on talking through her boss's shrieking.

"AAAAAAAIEEEEE"

"-will get his store-"

"AAAAHHHIEEEEEE"

"in top shape, I promise" Claire finishes and looks imploringly at Amanda who comes back to her senses quickly and replies with a voice sounding a little horse.

"I hope so Claire" She croaked "I will be checking up regularly you know and-AAAAIIIIIIHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeee I.. I.. I... Expect ssssssome results" She managed to finish, barely.

You bring the stun gun up to your face and watch as the trigger does nothing. The battery is completely dead. It's winding down voltage was quite interesting as it made Amanda try to struggle through a smaller dosage before it completely died, which was kinda fun you admit. Placing the stun gun in a passing cart you marvel at all the little red welts coving Amanda's once exquisite and smooth buttocks. You give it one good hard smack for good measure.

"Lets wrap this up shall we" Said a Shaky Amanda. She turned to take a step and wobbled a bit on weakened legs. She took a few more before straightening out and moving towards the checkouts. Claire breathed out a large sigh of relief, this time catching up to the slightly slower Amanda and walked alongside her, much to Amanda's annoyance that she couldn't get her legs to move her fast enough to make Claire chase her like usual.

You, Amanda and Claire arrive at the busy checkouts with lines of people queuing up to price up their shop. Amanda tuts loudly.

"Long queues Claire, don't you have more staff to open up more lanes?"

"No" Claire said exasperated "Like I said short of staff..."

You move up behind Amanda and run you hands over her waist then up to final remove her ripped designer blouse. She now stands in her underwear, surrounded by what must be nearly a hundred people.

"I see." Said Amanda as she watched a transaction between an old man and a pretty young cashier. You moved your hands along Amanda's back, tracing her hourglass shape. On closer inspection she seems to be wearing some kind of bodice, lines of lace criss-crossing across her back. You can't help yourself as you start to hum, slowly pulling them free, one string at a time. The cashier smiled a broad smile at her customer and wished him a happy day, she glanced at Claire who gave a quick thumbs up behind Amanda's back.

"That was adequate I suppose..." commented Amanda "...But...." You give a tug making her bodice gave way and her large bosoms spill out for the world to see. "You didn't mention any of the promotional items for consideration, maybe next time them. hmm.. " you reach around and give her fun bags a good jiggle before pinching her nipples surrounded by her large areola.

"You did fine Rachael, just a little something to think about for next time" Added Claire.

Amanda decided she had seen enough and moved to the entrance to meet up with her two cohorts.

"You could at least give her a kiss to say sorry!" you shout after the oblivious Amanda. "Never mind, I'll do it" You shrug as you lean over and plant your lips on the girls mouth, then make sure to slip her plenty of tongue. You pull back.

"Hi! How are you doing today!" Chimes Rachael, right through your face to the customer behind you, making you roll your eyes at her cluelessness.

Giving Rachael one last smooch before you move off you notice you are hard again, probably from playing with Amanda's fantastic set of knockers. You want to fuck Amanda, but it seems to good to just fuck her out her on the shop floor. Good enough for Claire, she seemed nice, but Amanda needs something else.

"Well, we've seen enough" Said Amanda as she prepared to part ways with Claire. "Remember what I said Claire, I expect results, I want it to show in sales, customer satisfaction and the presentation of the store itself. "

"Yes, of course, I'm sure we can all work together and get things going again, don't you worry."

With nothing more to say, Amanda simply said "Goodbye." Coldly as she looked Claire up and down one final time before tuning her back and walking off. Claire also turned around and faced a concerned looking, still half topless, Lilly. Claire looked her in the eye, made a gun shape with her fingers and pretended to blow her brains out.

You catch up with Amanda just in time to hear one final remark to her colleges.

"Lets get out of here, dread to think the last time this place was properly cleaned, those toilets must be dreadful." Referring to the public toilets near the store entrance.

"Perfect" you say to yourself. You reach out and grab Amanda by her small beehive do and pull her back towards the toilets. She doesn't really react, she just staggers backwards with you into the ladies side of the toilets.

Pulling her in here, it's not to dirty, but fucking a stuck up bitch like her in a place like this seems degrading enough to be fitting. You look around still clutching Amanda as she waits passively, you notice a stall is actually occupied.

"Ah fuck it, why not" You tell yourself. With a strong kick the flimsy door breaks it's small lock and flies open. Inside is a attractive thirty something with curly shoulder length hair, her jeans round her ankles as she checks her phone. Not even looking up to acknowledge her two new visitors or the loud destruction her privacy.

You push Amanda in front of you and down onto her knees, then you push her head down as far as you can between the woman on the toilets legs. You let go and satisfied that Amanda isn't going anywhere you pull down her black lacy thong over her now red arse. Lining up your hard cock you slide into her, and give her a few thrusts. She is a little wet down there but only a little and surprisingly tighter than Claire. Once you get a rhythm going however she soon starts to get very turned on down there. You figure as it's an **** act, people probably have no control over it, so even the most frigid person would have their bodies reacting to sexual contact. As you continue to pump in and out you hear the familiar tinkle as the woman starts to piss. You push Amanda forward, trying to get her face right in the woman's crotch. You can't see from your angle but you can hear that the flow was interrupted. You pick up pace and find yourself climaxing fairly quickly, shooting a white hot load right into Amanda upper-class cunt.

Both you and Amanda stop for a second, both panting, both catching some breath. The woman, finished with her business, stands up, pulls up her pants and scoots past you, briefly stopping to wash her hands before leaving the toilets. You stand back and let Amanda rise to her feet. Her stockings have two big holes in the knees, her hair is a complete mess and her face is clearly wet to the point of smudging her lipstick. Yet she doesn't even stop to consider her state or tidy her self up, she just walks past you and out the door.

You decide to leave the Supermarket at this point, heading out the front doors into the car park. You see Amanda standing there. Looking blankly out into the road. You spot a black expensive looking Mercedes driving off with the two suits Amanda arrived with chatting in the front. In your haste to fuck her, you made her get left behind. You are pretty sure she will eventually get back on track but in till then you decided she could do with another adventure. You walk over to a large German Shepard tried up to a post by the store entrance, patiently waiting for it's master. It doesn't divert it's gaze from the door as you unhook its collar. You walk over to the mostly naked and confused Amanda and clip the collar round her neck. A bark catches your attention as the dog starts wagging its tail, spotting its family coming out the store. The man of the group unties the lead from a the post and walks off to his car with the rest of his family. The dog, even thou it's not tethered by a lead happily trots along besides it's owners. Amanda gets tugged to the side and pulled along as the lead is now attached to her naked frame. You loose sigh of her as she is stowed in the back of a four by four as the dog jumps in of its own accord. You have no idea how long she will go along with that wild ride but at least it might give some other stores a bit of a break from the tyrannical Amanda Prollier.

Swinging your arms you move off and wonder what's next.