Picture perfect opportunity.

I made it to the front of the store ducking behind shelves so none of the customers would see me. As I approached the display in the corner of the store I understood why this part of C.J.'s Gadget Emporium was so barren. It was just a window display where there was nothing but the backs of nearly a dozen monitors facing outside...hey wait, hold on!

"Oh my God! These are the TV's that were showing my...!" My voice trailed off as I became lost in the irony of this situation. Beyond the window in front of me, Not ten feet before me, was the place where I stood as pedestrians viewed my naked body on every one of these screens. Now I was standing behind them to keep myself hidden from view.

"Seems like the best place to hide for now," Buddy casually followed me from the front desk having nothing to hide. He just sat on the edge of the display and started curiously examining some of the gadgets that were stacked up behind the monitors. "No one comes to a Tech store to look at the back of a TV set." Buddy thoroughly examined some cube-shaped device that was hooked up to a whole bunch of wires.

"Yes, now stop playing with all those do-hickeys. If any of those monitors fall over, not only do we have to pay for them but someone on the other side of that window will be able to see me."

Buddy shrugged and placed the strange little box back where he found it, albeit facing in the wrong direction. This didn't seem like such a huge issue at the time, but little did we know, that cube Buddy was playing with was none other than the receiver for all the monitors facing the window. It was a specialized camera the store was selling whose purpose was to face through a small crease between the monitors so it could gather images outside and display them on the televisions it was hooked up to. In other words, this was the device that was shooting me naked out on the sidewalk only moments ago. Now, thanks to Buddy's innocent mistake, it was doing it again as it was facing right towards me. I did not know this at the time since I had no real clue what this gadget was and I was quickly preoccupied with the sound of wolf-whistling coming from behind me.

"Dang, nice buns. You look even better up close!"

My ears turned red at the sound of Debbie's voice. Still cupping my junk, I swiftly turned around to find Debbie smiling while holding a small white box with the store's logo on it. That must contain Brittany's phone. "Oh thank God! You have it!" I reached out but Debbie pulled away.

"Now hold your horses stud-muffin. What do I get out of this?" Debbie waved the box tauntingly.

I looked at her quizzically, "But...it's already been paid for." No doubt Austin even used my money to get it but I left that part out. Complaining wasn't going to get me anywhere.

"Oh, not that. I'm not talking about cash. I was just thinking while fetching this phone that I might as well make the best of this glorious gift Austin sent my way. There's something that I want from you."

I would have thrown out my arms if I didn't need them to cover myself up right now. So I just raised my shoulders up and down. "In case you haven't noticed, I don't have anything!" I was just a naked guy who lost everything trying to get the smallest semblance of his life back.

Debbie laughed, "Yes, I can plainly see that much. What I want is for you to pose for some pictures." Debbie whipped out her own phone and then snapped a picture of me.

"W-W-W-Wai-What?!" I staggered back, letting the people outside get a close-up of my butt as the newly adjusted receiver caught every moment of this fresh humiliation about to unfold. "No! No way am I doing that!" I shook my head as I stepped forward.

"Then I'll just hold on to this and have you explain to Austin how you failed to pick up his little sister's phone." She held up the box with Brittany's phone in it while she kept her camera trained on me in her other hand.

My jaw dropped open as I contemplated my next move. But before I could do that Buddy jumped in, "Hold on a sec Debbie. If it's photos you want, I can just share some of mine with you. No sense making Ben have to go through that again." Buddy walked up to Debbie taking his phone out that had the pictures he took of me in the park.

"Buddy, uh, um..." I couldn't tell if Buddy's action's were helping or making the situation worse. I wanted to reach out to him but he already had a hand on Debbie's shoulder as he flipped through the pictures he took of me while he pretended to be a cop. Debbie's eyes widened as she looked down at the treasure trove Buddy so freely offered up to her. Her gaze looked up at me, then back at Buddy's phone, then back to me again; she smiled. I swallowed, for I knew that look. She just saw a picture of me naked with my arms up in the air so now she knew what exactly I was concealing beneath my hands right now. Her look burned into me as I blushed.

"Can you send these photos to me?"

"Happily." Buddy was already exchanging numbers with Debbie for the transfer as I stood there like a piece of hanging meat in the room. I clenched my teeth as I saw Buddy press the button that sent over those incriminating photos to this stranger to fawn over. I was almost relieved though, I figured now I could get the phone and get the hell out of here. Unfortunately, things were not that simple.

"Okay, now flex those biceps of yours Benjamin. It's time for _my _photos." Debbie grinned wickedly.

I almost fell to my knees, "What?! Hold on! You just got what you wanted!" I yelled.

Debbie shook her head, "I wanted you to pose while I took my own photos. This is just something extra, I didn't agree that it would be the full compensation."

My grip tightened on my balls as I felt the inevitable approaching, "Why are you doing this?" I asked pleadingly.

"What gal wouldn't want her own personal pictures of a hot naked guy? More importantly," Debbie's face turned sour "I actually knew about you before Austin told me you we coming Benjamin Stetson." She spoke my name as if it were and offensive curse. That can't be good. "Truth is, you actually dated my cousin...while you were dating my sister!" She growled. My heart dropped to my feet as I felt myself shrinking to the size of a tapeworm. That was exactly how I felt right now.

"Whoa...dude." Even Buddy looked a bit off-put by this new piece of information. It's true that during my popular days I would occasionally date more than one girl at a time; not all of them knew about each other. This was another reminder of what a terrible boyfriend I was. It was doing that kind of stuff that landed me into this situation in the first place. I wonder if Brittany knew that I also briefly dated someone else on the side when I was with her. No, Austin would have murdered me by now if he knew. Though that's exactly why he did this; he wanted me to just sit around and think about all the shit I pulled when I was the big man on campus, and it worked. While I was lying around naked in my barren room I had nothing to do but sit and think about how I got myself into this mess. Now karma was asking for another payment for my sordid past.

"Oh...God. Debbie...I am so sorry. So, so sorry! I mean..."

"Save it! Do you even remember her name? My sister?"

I blinked as hundreds of different names came running across my mind. "Uh, well, lots of girls I dated had sisters, and I don't even know..."

"I'll give you a hint, our last name is Paxton and you use to tell her, 'sunsets are prettier after we make out a lot.'" Ugh, what was I thinking!? What a ridiculous line! I wanted to go back in time and punch past me in the face, for not only inventing that tragic pick-up but for using it on _multiple _girls. Man, I never would have gotten laid if I wasn't so good-looking.

I stared into Debbie's angry eyes, hoping the correct answer would just magically appear before me. She was getting impatient so I had to answer her soon. Let's see, red hair, brown eyes, last name Paxton...maybe? Crap! I don't know! I let out a breath before I called out my best guess. I just hope I get it right...