The girl at the counter

Victoria started to head toward the cute Asian girl, but stopped short. Places like this had surveillance, and the monitor was usually at the counter. Best to start there, then she could pick off the others at her leisure.

She walked up to the counter, admiring the clerk's generous chest. The name tag read "Deborah" and a pendant shaped like a chai, the Hebrew symbol for life, nestled in the cleavage. Deborah sighed behind her professional smile. Another one. She had nothing in particular against lesbos, she just wished they wouldn't keep hitting on her. "Can I help you?" she asked.

"This doesn't have a price tag on it," replied Victoria, holding out the Idol.

Deborah took the figure and flipped over, checking for a UPC code or a tag. "Doesn't look like our stock," she said. A blush started to flare under her olive cheeks. "Too beautiful for a place like this. She looks like she belongs in a museum, or an ancient temple." Images of women dressed in flowing white robes filled her head. Women laying offerings of fresh fruit, women dancing, women fondling each other... She shook her head and focused on the here and now. "I'm sorry, I can't help you."

"Oh, I think you can," Victoria replied, still staring at Deborah's chest. Deborah imagined the customer ripping her top open and suckling on that chest. Her nipples hardened. Victoria smiled.

"Wh- what do you want?" Deborah asked.

"I want you..." Victoria replied, running a finger along Deborah's hand and up her forearm, "to tell me who else is in the store right now. Deborah let out a sigh of mingled relief and disappointment that the woman in front of her hadn't propositioned her then and there. She'd have said no, of course... and then spent the rest of the day wondering if she should have said yes. Now it wouldn't come up. But the question was ominous in its own right. Was this a robbery?

"Give her what she wants."

"Tell her."

"Your rewards shall be great."

The picture in her head of this customer sucking on her tits was replaced with one of Wendy Wu, her coworker, and Barbara Diaz, her manager, in the woman's place, both naked, both frigging themselves as they worshiped Deborah's body. And they would be the first of many, if she just gave this woman what she wanted...