Miss: Miz Roxy appears

"Can I sit in a chair, and you sit down on me?" the clerk says.

"Why, certainly, hon. Sit down and I'll set right down," you say. You slip off your skirt and settle down on top of the young shoe store clerk. Nice and warm. Nice and hard. His face glows with joy. Clearly you're bringing him the good news he needs today. You grab the back of the chair behind his head and start working your legs, going up and down. He has a nice hard one, so you can go as fast as you want without losing him.

You hear the gals sigh and whisper excitedly as they watch. Colleen's muttering quietly, cheering you on, it sounds like. Louise is breathing fast and deep. Clara is watching intently, letting out a "Hmmm" and an "Ah" now and again.

A key rattles in the front door. A stylishly dressed woman, clad in a fiery red dress and a pair of the best shoes in the shop, walks in on you.

"R-Roxy?" the clerk says.

"Lewis, what is the meaning of this!" she yells.

Colleen, Clara, and Louise flutter off to the side away from this dragon lady in case she should breathe fire on you and the clerk.

Trouble! Right here in River City. Or downtown, as it would be.

Kinda good looking. More than kinda. She works at it, you can see. Sharp little gold cap of hair. Oval face made up just so. Smooth pointy nails. Dangerous looking heels.

You clear your throat. "Ma'am," you begin.