Spend it lavishly.

You go to the mall. Your clothes are dirty and you decide it's best to do a little shopping first.

Wandering the mall, you notice men's prying eyes. It's uncomfortable at first, but after a few minutes it turns you on a bit and you decide to indulge it. You stick your chest out and smile at who ever your eyes meet.

A boutique filled with expensive dresses catches your eye.

Dress for the job you want, I guess.

Your hand slides along the clothing rack - summer dresses, taffeta, cliche feminine bric-a-brac. Then you happen upon stumbles upon a black micro minidress. You enjoy the thought of how slutty this would make you look.

You take the dress to changing room and strip down. It's been awhile since you've seen Anna in the mirror.

Fuck, I almost forgot how hot this chick is.

You rub your hands lightly over your breasts then slowly inch the dress up. It's a nice fit - surprising since you didn't bother to check the size. It ends just below your groin and displays your cleavage quite nicely - precisely as slutty as you expected. The image of Anna - you - in this small tight dress turns you on. You slide a hand down to your crotch start to play with the lips of your pussy. You slide few fingers inside and furtively probe your cunt. Your motions get quicker until you notice the volume of the schlicking and retrieve your sopping wet fingers.

"Does everything fit okay?" The attendant asks.

"Perfectly." You say, sliding your pussy soaked finger on the attendants hand. By the time she registers what had happened, you're two paces away sucking on your fingers.

You approach the cash register and rip the tag off your new minidress and slap down some number well over the amount.

"And we're done here." You mutter, exiting the shop donned in your new aesthetic.