You hear the door open and some steps getting closer.

“Don’t worry, all my clients are of legal age” - Linda says somewhere near you.

You have no idea why she has to specify it, until you hear the customer’s voice.

“I, ehm, got your… invitation” - he mumbles with a teenager voice.

Sheesh, he must still be a student. At least, that's how you imagine him, having no chance to see the guy. But hopefully he is aged enough to see YOUR body.

Has he ever seen a woman naked, you wonder.

“Welcome to Hold-me-Tights, sir” - Linda says.

Psht! “Sir”. You bet you are at least several years older than this so-called-Sir.

But still, you are a mannequin, he’s a customer. Something tells you Linda won’t be satisfied with such disrespect. She isn’t just a goddess-legged creature, she is a proud store owner too.

So you abate your pride (as if you had one, after all that happened today) and humbly wait for his actions.

“I have your order ready, sir. It is just on that hanger” - that’s Linda.

“Sorry, I can’t see any hang… oh…”

Huh, hasn’t he seen you before? Okay, now he obviously has.

For several seconds you hear no sound. Has the boy lost his tongue? Well, who wouldn’t. Cause you are standing in a submissive pose and almost naked, wearing just pantyhose - on your legs and on your head. The boy could easily cum into his pants. And if he didn’t, he surely will jerk off on these memories for many years.

But the boy finally finds legs - and they lead him to you, as you can hear.

“So… I can take the pantyhose off her?” - he asks unsurely.

“Yes. Sir, you are welcome”.

You feel his breath somewhere on your breast - the boy isn’t tall.

His hand touches your pantyhosed cheek…

And then the young bastard suddenly pulls down the pantyhose that were covering your waist and legs!

What a smart aleck!

Unawares, your crotch feels a cool air. And Linda laughs somewhere.

“Not THIS pantyhose, young Sir!”

“Oh, sorry. My bad” - the boy reacts, but you don’t hear any regret in his voice. And when he pulls the pantyhose on your waist again, he touches your ass with his greedy palm.

He isn’t that bad, you think. Quite brazen, quite smart. Maybe he’ll make a good lover someday.

That’s why when he pulls off a pantyhose (off your head, this time) and sticks his finger in your mouth, as if by accident, you don’t protest, but give it a quick suck instead.

Let it be his motivation for further life…

After that, the boy walks away and pays something to Linda, and then leaves the store, obviously giving you a hungry look - but you can’t see it because of the many pantyhoses on your face.