He starts by testing out a normality on Rachel.

Thinking crudely to himself, he decided to try out the verbalization effect, and on Rachel, the cute, fit store employee, saving the others for later. If he was going to do this, he might as well think of something silly, something that would never be rational for real. If it did work, though, how it could make for a fantastically new -- and lucrative -- hobby.

Calmly, he said under his breath, "It's normal for Rachel to want and try to have sex with me right now." Then, he added wryly, "It's also normal for any sex and sexual activity I engage any woman with to be considered a favor from me, and they will either want to pay me before or after the act in any way they can for it, often with money, but it could be anything else I ask for or they think I'd like."

He stood by and laughed to himself. Not quite male prostitution, after all, he got to choose his clientele. But a win-win. He waited and watched.

Up front, Rachel was assisting a customer when she looked back at the old man and said, "Please ask Carla for any additional help, sir. I'd like to have sex with another customer for the moment."

He nodded his head politely. "Of course, young lady, thanks for your time."

Shooting him a wide smile, she scanned the store until she found her target. Once she spotted Caleb, she walked briskly through the crowd around Bethany and Donna and past the clothing racks. A few guys goosed her in the butt as she passed and she gave them quick, professional smiles. "Hey there sir," she greeted happily when she made it in front of Caleb, lightly slapping the sides of her legs. "'Member me from earlier?"

"Yes," Caleb pointed a finger at her. "Rachel, right?"

The store employee was digging through her pockets. A couple seconds of that and she was opening up her wallet. A green strip was clasped between her fingers, and she stretched out her hand. It was a fifty-dollar bill. "I'd love to have sex with you, sir. I'm willing to pay 50 bucks up front for it," she smiled weakly, "though if that's not enough for you, I can get you whatever discounts or special offers you want in the store as well."

Caleb instantly had to quell his stiffy, and thought triumphantly, She sounds completely ridiculous! Meaning, it really worked!

"Y-you don't... you want to pay me to have sex with you?" the teen stirred.

"Yep," Rachel said with a straight face, "I mean, I really want to have sex with you, right now. And of course, for being so willing to take time out of your own day to have your way with me, why wouldn't I be grateful for it?"

"What would you be willing to give me?"

Rachel shrugged. "Anything, I guess. Small, big, you name it."

Standing in surprise, even as the very words came out of her mouth in live time before him, Caleb noticed a woman walking towards them. She had in a black summer dress, with a single pair of shirt and pants over her shoulder. It seemed clear that she was aiming to try them out in the changing rooms behind them. Caleb reached out a hand and grabbed her, pulling her hip to his. She didn't push off, looking at him calmly as he asked, "I'd like you to give me a blowjob right now, right here."

"Oh," she looked down through her purse, "in that case... can I pay you with check, or do you want the cash right away? There's an ATM outside I can get to either before we start or once you're done, so--"

Caleb faded her out as he considered the idea that women would pretty much be paying him regardless if they initiated it or not or who was doing the work -- and with anything he wished. This was so backwards it was virtually comical. And yet still. He looked back up to Rachel and the woman in the black dress. In their eyes, they simply patiently waited for his response. These two women seemed to see absolutely nothing wrong with it.