Follow the twins

“Uh… you can’t be in here like that…” the lady behind the cash informs Katherine as soon as the sisters enter the sex shop. She seems more ‘following protocol’ than genuinely upset at the infraction.

“What do you mean?” Sabrina asks. “This is a sex shop, isn’t it?”

“Yeah… but we don’t allow nudity in here…?” the cashier replies as if she finds it weird that she has to explain that.

“Sabrina! You gotta buy me some clothes!” Katherine urges her sister. She then turns to the employee and asks, “Miss, what’s the cheapest outfit you have here?”

The cashier shrugs and estimates, “I dunno, maybe twenty bucks for a t-shirt?”

“No way! You lost and this is your punishment,” Sabrina tells Katherine. “Besides, John will know if I spend anything on clothes from the receipt!”

“Well, just buy it for yourself and convince him that it’s for the massage business!” Katherine suggests. “He’ll let you get away with it, he likes you.”

“You think so?” Sabrina muses.

“Oh don’t even start with that,” Katherine huffs.

“Start with what?”

“The whole innocent act- you know what? Nevermind, just get me something to wear!” Katherine pleads.

“You know that I’ll get in trouble if John finds out I helped you break your punishment, right?” Sabrina points out.

“I’ll ditch the outfit before we go into the room. Heck, you can put it back on!” Katherine reasons. “I just don’t want to walk through that high end hotel lobby buck naked…”

“Whose fault is that? You could have given a blowjob just as easily as I did,” Sabrina says.

Katherine goes wide eyed with rage. “Whose fault? WHOSE FAULT?! I’m not the one who invited over a creep to get taken advantage of! I’m not the one who then invited my sisters over to also get molested!”

“Ladies…” the lady at the cash counter interrupts in an indifferent tone. “If you’re going to continue with this disturbance, I’m going to have to ask the both of you to leave.”

“It’s alright, we’ll keep it under control,” Sabrina tells her. She then speaks with Katherine in a lower tone. “If you think you have it bad now, imagine how John will react if we come back with no massage stuff…”

Katherine grimaces at the thought. The last thing she wants is even worse treatment. Still, she loathes the idea of yet another walk of shame. She spots a customer browsing the video section. He looks like a single male, **** for female attention. Katherine marches over to him and taps his shoulder.

“Hey, you,” Katherine says to the customer. He looks up as if noticing her for the first time, but isn’t very good at pretending. “Want to touch my boobs for twenty bucks?” Katherine asks him.

“No propositioning inside the store please,” the cashier calls out from the other end of the room.

“It’s just a touch…” Katherine replies.

“Whatever…” the cash lady mutters, returning to her phone.

Katherine sways her shoulders to swing her boobs at the customer. She gives him a demure grin and asks in a husky tone, “So, how about it?”

The man stares, entranced at the young woman’s perky mounds. Keeping his eyes trained on the soft globes, he pulls out his wallet. He opens it up to reveal a ten dollar bill inside. “Would ten do?” he asks.

Katherine sighs. The man continues to stare, so Katherine turns her back to him. Dejected, the man picks up his DVDs and takes them to the front to purchase.

“God, I can’t believe you were that **** to cover up,” Sabrina teases. “I’ll tell you what, I’ll get you something to wear if you do something I tell you to…”

Katherine raises an eyebrow at her sister. “What’s that?”