Shopping!!

Ting-ling ting-ling

"Welcome, what can I do for...woah. Damn, girls. What can I do for you?" The skinny counter clerk with rimmed glasses said as he looked toward the sex shops front door. He had expected more customers today. The last few had let drop about some high society bondage scene about to take place at the nearby resort. It wasn't the first time it had happened at the place, but it was the first time he had seen such high quality women enter his store.

The tall but shorter redhead exuded an air of confidence as she looked the geeky boy in the face and said, "We are here to buy some gear for a Masquerade, White BDSM party tonight."

"Yeah, this store is the only one to have what we need, we were told." The hot fit blond said with a cold glare.

"Yeah we have a lot of you coming in for that. Big event. Haven't seen any as hot as you two though." The pox faced man laughed obscenely as he discretely pressed the video function on the cameras in the store. "We should have what you need. In fact we have some exclusive designs that would be perfect for you two. I do some leather work on the side and heard about this event so I specially painted these two masks..."

The skinny clerk looked down at a stock book for a second before lifting his head and looking at the two women, "Wait a second, are you Mary Jane, and Felicia?"

Mary Jane pulled her eyes that were perusing the store to the counter and said, "Yes, how do you know our names?"

Sighing the clerk hit the button turning back off the camera's and walked around the desk with his shoulders slouching further. "I have your orders for pick up. The man who ordered said not to open them until you get back to your cabins."

MJ smirked as she knew Nick had set things up, "Thanks, as a gift. Here's a tip." MJ said as she pulled her skirt up to show her flaming red bush as she grabbed her package and spun to walk out the door.

"Damnit, why couldn't this be a porn," mumbled the shocked clerk.

"Little boy, you aren't big enough, nor dominant enough to handle us." Felicia said as she leaned in and gave the boy a peck on the cheek which froze him in place as he watched her sashay out the door, package in hand.