Saleslady naked, Lauren and Carol embarrassed

"Okay, then," Carol butted in, "if there's nothing to be ashamed of, let's see you get naked!"

The woman was taken aback, putting her hand to her chest with her mouth gawking. "Young woman, I am a professional! That would not be appropriate."

"Why? Is there something to be ashamed of?" Lauren stopped acting her age and stooped to her daughter's level of cattiness.

The woman should have gotten her manager, or at least put up more resistance, but was starting to get fed up with the difficult clients. "You know what? Fine! I'll get naked if it'll help you two get naked as well."

Lauren and Carol went dead silent at this. They were bluffing, but the sales lady was pulling down her khakis and panties with one fell swoop, kicking off her work shoes in the process. Next came her socks as the duo watched her swipe unbutton her vest, tossing it and her name tag to the side. Afterwards, she grabbed her blouse, pulling it and her undershirt up and over her head and tossing those aside before unhooking her bra to complete the striptease.

"Well?" she put her hands on her hips with an annoyed expression at the two. "This is me. Now what's you?"

Mother and daughter could only be astonished at this turn of events, staring at the woman with nonplussed dumbfoundment and mute speechlessness.