Have some fun.

"Um, well, you see... we wash our shirts here and leave them drying here overnight..."

"And where do you leave them to dry?"

"There's a fan and heater and some hooks out in the main part of the store..."

You see a short stack of uniform shirts and pick out one that fits you. Slipping if on over your head, you turn and pose, giving him a great view of your body. The shirt comes down to just below your kitty as you smooth it down.

"Those... are store property," he ventures, hesitantly.

"I'm just borrowing it until my dress dries. C'mon."

Taking his hand, the two of you head out into the main part of the store. As you hang up your dress to dry, the shirt rides up in back, but he moves behind you to block the view of your buttocks from the people passing by. Sitting down at a table, you politely ask for some water.

As he hands you a cold glass with shaking hands, you notice several people admiring your legs jutting out from the ice cream shirt. How many of them are wondering if I'm naked under there? you think, excitedly, your pussy still tingling from the head Lawrence gave you.

Closing your eyes, you take a long, slow drink of water.