Threats are answered in suprising ways

"Listen, I'm a very powerful woman." Lauren pointed out. Despite her exposure, she tried to put as much firmness behind her words as possible. "You really, really don't want to cross me. You know that any customer here has to be loaded, right?"

"...Right." The salesgirl agreed, getting led along reluctantly.

"Powerful enough to own a little nobody like you in court, right?" Lauren threatened.

"So?" The salesgirl crossed her arms in defiance, but Lauren could see she had her on the ropes.

"Well, unless you want to go to court, loose your job and maybe go to jail, you'd better get me something to wear now!" Lauren demanded. The salesgirl was stunned for a moment.

"I can't afford anything here." The salesgirl pointed out.

"You think I care?" Lauren said. The salesgirl stared at Lauren. She was scared of Lauren's threats, but also annoyed that she was making them. Then, she did something that shocked Lauren. Without breaking eye contact the salesgirl stood, unclasped her skirt and let it fall to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Lauren asked.

"You need clothes, right?" The salesgirl said. "Well, like I said, I can't afford anything here. So I'm giving you my clothes."

She slipped off her blouse and stood before Lauren, glaring in underwear. Lauren was astonished. Despite her plain cotton panties and bra, this salesgirl looked amazing! Even tan, toned long legs, lean body with bulging breasts and womanly hips.

The salesgirl leaned down and picked up her clothes, putting them on the desk.

"There." She said. "I gave you clothes. Now, take off that lingerie or you're stealing it, and I'll call the cops!"

Lauren realized the girl had beaten her. How could she sue someone who literally took the shirt off their back for her? She'd be laughed out of court, if her Lauren even agreed to do it. Obviously the salesgirl had done all she reasonably could to help Lauren. Now she had ****.

It was time to get naked...