Personal Shopper

"One more thing, I tell her. To avoid this in the future, keep that sex toy up your anus before you enter the store, and don't wear bras when shopping and very tight tops. If your nipples show, you won't be accused of hiding things under your top." I let her go.

I walked up to the sales lady helping the picky shopper.

I spoke to the saleslady. "Please excuse us for a moment."

"Certainly sir," she said. She walked off.

"Who the hell are you? What's going on?" asked the woman.

"Please realize I'm a fashion expert, and please trust me."

"Oh, OK."

"Please believe whatever I say, and please do whatever I say."

"Um, sure."

"What is your name?"

"Sherry McManus."

"Please let me call you Sherry McAnus."

"Ok."

"Now, Sherry, you should always wear your hair down and tease it up as big as possible."

Sherry reaches behind her head, and takes the barrett from her hair. She fluffs up her hair a bit with her fingers.

"Now, when dressing casually, you should only wear micro-mini skirts or Daisy Duke shorts with brightly colored fishnet hose. When the weather is warm, pair that with brightly colored tube tops. You'll look very classy, yet a bit sexy like that."

"That makes sense."

"When going casual, only wear blue or purple lipstick and lots of blue-green eye shadow. Sherry, are you married?"

"No."

"Dating?"

"Yes."

"Good, make sure you suck your boyfriend's cock during dates, and end every date by telling him he can fuck you any way he wants. If you have a night in, jack him off with your hair until he cums on your head."

Sherry nodded.

"Any time you receive good service from a salesperson, please offer that sales person a rim job. You enjoy licking assholes."

"Oh, can I lick yours?"

"Well, I'm busy, so go ask the young lady who was helping you."

"Of course."

Sherry walks over to the sales lady.