clothes store

As you enter the shop, you are immediately assaulted by the sheer number of options available to you.

This is going to be very different from buying men's clothes.

You can see all manner of dresses, skirts, tops, jumpers and who knows what else on this floor. A sign near near some stairs leading down reads "Underwear".

Wishing you had someone to help with all this, you pick out what you think to be a nice range of items. When you're done, you think you should have enough clothes to replace your current wardrobe.

Now for some underwear and stockings for my uniform.

You head downstairs. In front of you is a vast array of different panties, thongs, knickers and other styles you don't immediately recognise.

Again, you do your best to pick out a good range including some for everyday use, some for sports and some very revealing ones for Mr. Brown. Then you grab a multi-pack of stockings and head back upstairs to look at shoes.

Again, you are quite disoriented by the amount of choice. All you know is that you need something sexy with taller heels. After some looking, you pick out a pair you're sure Mr. Brown will like.

When you go to pay, the cashier gives you a look that clearly says "I wonder what guy is buying all these" but you just ignore her and head back outside with all your new clothes.

With everything you want in hand you wonder