The mistake

“I’d like to show you something” Amy said as she grabbed the customers hand somewhat roughly and started writing quickly on the back of the woman’s hand “Ryan Fer” when the shocked woman pulled back.

“What the hell” Samantha yelled at Amy. She pulled her hand back.

“What type of business is this? I’m going to…” she continued when she noticed what was written on her hand. Ryan Fer was clearly written on her hand, what the hell did that mean. She thought in the back of her head that it indicated ownership of some form, but she also knew there was nobody with the name of Ryan Fer that this was intended for. Her mouth went slack, staying open but she said nothing else.

Samantha stared at her hand intently, frozen in place as she contemplated what was going on. She kept repeating to herself that she was owned by Ryan Fer, but her conscious mind said that was insane, there was no one with that name. Every time she thought this was stupid, she returned to the thought that Ryan fer owned her. She let her purse and phone fall to the ground without really noticing

Amy was shocked at what just happened. She thought the bitchy customer was going to hit her when she saw the taller woman look at her hand. Amy knew she had not written Ryan’s name fully. Insanely the woman seemed to settle down, she stared at her hand without moving.

“Are you okay?’ She inquired, the woman seemed to understand what Amy asked but didn’t respond. Amy could see the woman was thinking about something, her eyes had a lost look.

Amy was worried someone would come in. She reached for the woman’s other hand.

“Please come with me,” she said, pulling the woman behind her. The woman didn’t seem to resist, she simply walked in a wooden sort of way. Amy took her to the back office. Amy thought she liked the woman a lot more like this than her normal personality.

Amy looked at the woman, wondering what to do next. She thought about Ryan a lot, wondering what he’d like her to do, hoping against all hope he’d contact her.

Now that things settled, she looked at the woman closer. She really was an attractive well endowed specim. She thought Ryan would enjoy this one, knowing he liked large breasts. She pulled the woman’s jacket off her shoulders and placed it on the table.

Amy went back and grabbed the woman’s purse and phone from the floor. Placing the purse and phone on top of the jacket, Amy thought what’s next.

Samantha vaguely understood what was going on, but she was entirely focused on her hand, she couldn’t get out of the loop she found herself in.