You take the manager's deal.

You take a quick glance around and try to think about your options, but it's hard when everywhere you glance there's a pair of hungry eyes staring back at you. The only place you feel you can look is down.
This also doesn't help you much as it only reminds you that you're wearing nothing but a panicked expression, and a slight glisten of nervous sweat.

"I-I think I'll have to take that deal!" You blurt out. You need to get out of this sea of horney girls hopped up on adrenaline.
The situation still wouldn't be ideal. Having one girl stare at you naked is still one too many, but it's sure better than thirty.

The cashier girl gave you quick smirk before gesturing you to follow. You quickly get up and maneuver yourself in a way to expose your backside as little as possible, however, Hateya still managed to help herself to another feel of your butt as you moved away.

With a yelp you push your hips forward to pull your ass out of Hateya's cold hands. Unfortunately at this moment you where sliding past Chris and as a result you pressed your cupped hands right into her face.

"S-Shit! Sorry Chris." You apologize as you pull right back into Hateya's hands that proceed to grip you hard enough to send you onto your toes. Instinctively you send both hands flying back to swat the native girl's grip off your butt.

Without your hands to hold it in place your erection sprang free and just barley missed the tip of the tomboy's nose. For a brief second your crush got as much of a front row seat to your nudity as possible as you where currently stuck in a pose that made it appear like you where at the climax of a very energetic lap dance. It took you a heartbeat to realize your fatal mistake and your hands flew back over your modesty fast enough to break the sound barrier, but the damage was done.

A roar of laughter erupted from the crowd of girls, who were sad that your dick wasn't out long enough for them to capture it on film, but more than happy knowing that what you just did was better than any photo they could have gotten.

"It's uhh... It's no problem Sam." Chris mumbled flushed bright red.

You shoot Hateya a mean stare as you back out of the booth, which she returns with a giggle and a wave. It's hard to be intimidating when the tip of your member is peaking through your hands.

You hear a lot of laughter and jeers as you follow the girl away from the dinning area, behind the counter, past two other girls who couldn't help but record on their phones as you pasted them, and into a small office where a woman with sharp jade eyes and a brunet ponytail in a nice suit was waiting.

Just like her suit, her desk space was neat, organized, and way too good for a manager at a fast food restaurant. On that desk was a metal nameplate that read 'Lily Thompson', a name that immediately caused your eyes to widen.
Lily Thompson was a senior during your first year of high school, but she wasn't just any senior she was the senior of her graduating class. Student leadership president, girl's soft ball team leader, debate club champion, and of course a full scholarship to the local private business academy where just a few of her achievements. You wouldn't be surprised if she was managing this chain as a hobby while she finishes her degree.

After a few seconds she managed to pull herself away from her computer to acknowledge you.
"Ahh, hello there." She began casually as she reached out her hand. "I'm Lily, but you will refer to me as Ms. Thompson."

"Umm, hi Ms. Thompson. I'm Sam." You reply as you pull one hand away from shielding yourself and shake Lily's hand.

Lily gripped your hand tight before saying. "There's no need to be modest Sam, we both know why you're here." Her eyes then drifted down to your other hand trying, and failing, to keep your erection covered.

"Oh, yeah! Sorry." You quickly apologize as you move your hand to the side and let your hard member spring up with a humiliating bounce.

Lily quickly put a hand over her mouth to stop herself from laughing aloud as your cock gradually found it's resting position hanging stiff above her desk.

"Wow! What an introduction Sam! I didn't expect you to be having this much fun, but I'm tempted to say you're enjoying this more than me!"

"What?! N-No, it's just that-"

"No need to explain Sam, in fact I'm happy to see you enjoying yourself. I was about to just give you a towel and let you go if you weren't, but-"

"Wait! Please Ms. Thompson, let me explain! Its just really warm out, and I was nervous being around my crush naked, and I just haven't had a chance to cool off from all this excitement." You frantically explain hoping that she'd have mercy on you.

"Oh? So you're saying that it's just the heat and your nerves that's giving you a twitching erection right now? Definitely not all the cute girls eyeing you up while you parade your naked pinchable butt through public?"

You try to defend yourself again but Lily cuts you off before you can begin.

"Don't open your mouth Sam, I don't want to hear more frantic rationalizations. I'm just going to say that I think you're lying, and that you're actually enjoying this whole situation. But I'm willing to give you a chance to prove me wrong."

"What do you mean?"

Lily leaned back and twisted a dial on the wall. "I'll make the room nice and cool, and give you a second to calm down. Then I'll set a timer for three minutes, if you manage to loose your erection in that time then I'll admit I was wrong and let you go."

"And if I don't?"

"Let's just say I won't hold back on a boy who's enjoying himself. Of course you can always just swallow your pride and admit you're a closeted exhibitionist. I'll even let you take my original deal."