First Customer Problems

As I hold myself still, I become aware of more people slowing down, staring and pointing at me. I **** myself to keep myself in one place, waiting for Shelly to finish with the delivery.

Which was taking her some time, as she was going through each box, carefully examining the contents in detail before putting the items on display or a shelf. It seems to take her forever. Not that I mind the attention from the increasing number of onlookers, though. Eventually, she got the contents of the shipping boxes put away, and I felt myself relax as I watched her walk over to me. I saw her lean over and reach to pick up the clothing she had picked for me when the door opened to the shoppe, and it came in a couple through the door.

She stopped what she was doing right then and there, quickly putting down my outfit back down, and walking to help them out. I waited, still as possible, as she helped them out. Soon, Shelly was quite needed handling their garment questions and made herself busy collecting their order.

I watched as the pair, waiting for her to finish, started browsing through the shop, It did not take them long to look at the display in the front window, quickly bringing their attention to quickly focus on... me. I felt a new wave of excitement as they pointed my way. Soon, I found myself with her standing in front of me, while he had moved to stand behind me.

I held myself complexly still, waiting for what sort of attention they will bestow on me; aware of the fact I was still quite bereft of any clothing. I felt my heart start to beat faster in my chest, even as I tried to remain still and make no moments that would give away the fact I was anything other than a high-tech mannequin.