Going inside the store.

You really ought to get those things for dad.

Stepping inside the store, it was both familiar to you, yet different in a few ways. For one thing, the 'no shirt, no shoes, no service' sign was gone. You *knew* that wouldn't have been a thing unless something completely changed, as if this wasn't completely obvious by now. The people who ran this place had a few run ins like that before, and didn't tolerate it... At ALL.

So when you saw a guy, laying down naked in an aisle, his cock getting sucked by one of the employees, then if there was ANY Doubt left in you (As unlikely as that might be), this outright confirmed it.

And... man was that employees doing a good job. You didn't recognize her, which probably meant she might've been around pretty much due to the rapid birthrate of the Christian faith. Honestly, watching her go to town on this guy like she was? Well, you just can't help but want to finally spend your first time. Fuck waiting for marriage, fuck waiting for the right moment. If you needed any additional courage before, this was just about the last straw.

Like a man possessed (Being a Christian, you hoped by an Angel of the Heavenly Kind), your shirt flew from your body.