Money Talks

"I must be respectable and maintain my dignity! I've come into a great sum of money, if I can borrow your under clothes I'll gladly pay you $2,000.00, cash, money, before the end of the day, just don't make me get naked!"

"Well...err...", the salesgirl trailed off and thought a bit.

"You did look pretty rich.", the salesgirl agreed.

"Alright, she looked down at Lauren's diminutive form, I'll go slip off my undies in the employee bathroom, you do it here, and we'll swap."

"No, Lauren protested, bring me your underwear first and then leave the room, I refuse to be undressed fully in front of you! My nudity is my precious gift, I won't give it to you!"

The salesgirl's brow wrinkled, it did make sense, but fuck, what did this bitch have left to hide? She was already in her undies!

Still, two grand was more than enough to pay all her bills for a month, the deal was too good to resist.

"Alright, she said, I'll go change and then deliver you my underwear. No reason we have to see each other naked, I suppose.", the salesgirl accepted.

"There you go! In twenty minutes you'll be two thousand dollars richer! Now, go...ummmm...change into commando mode, while I call my driver.!", Lauren ordered.

Before the salesgirl had turned her back Lauren was pounding the keys of the heavy, plastic white phone.

"You have to dial 9 to get out of the mall.", the salesgirl informed.

"Duh, Lauren rolled her eyes, I know!" the ringing audible from ten feet away revealed her to be right.

The salesgirl scampered off, closing the door just as Lauren started barking at her chauffeur.

"What the Hell takes you so long to pick up?! THREE RINGS!? Why the fuck did I pay for a dedicated car phone if you don't even fucking pick up?!", Lauren shouted.

The electronic chatter on the other end went for a split second before Lauren shouted, again, "I don't care if she has FUCKING PLAGUE!! GET HERE NOW!!!".

The salesgirl hurried to the bathroom to gift this diva her underwear.