Clothing Store.

I felt a great wave of relief envelop me as Zayne pulled into the parking lot of some posh clothing store. I kept staring at Zayne during the whole drive. The corner of his mouth moved upward as he exited the car. He circled to the passenger's seat and opened up my door.

"Let's go." He said simply.

I blinked. "Huh?"

"We're going inside to try on clothes Jack-my-bee. That's why we came here isn't it?"

My face flushed as the hands in my lap clutched my privates. "But...but I'm naked!"

"I think clothes will remedy that."

"No...I mean...I can't go into a store in the middle of the day in the nude! They'll call the police or throw me out of the store in the best case scenario."

"Don't worry Bee, the manager's a good friend of mine, I'll just explain the situation."

"But people will be in the store, they'll see me."

"Then I will get you a dressing room so you can reclaim your privacy. You have to try on clothes anyway since I can't guess what fits you, that's the reason why I have to bring you into the store with me. I could run clothes to you back and forth from the store to the car but don't you think that's pretty time consuming? You'll miss the interview I worked so hard to arrange for you."

I felt a little bad then. Here I was complaining about getting caught while Zayne not only went through the trouble of setting up a job interview for me but he was willing to pay money out of his own wallet to buy me clothes because of my hair-brained mistake. Zayne was my angel, there was no way I was going to trouble him any further by making him fetch random garments back and forth.

Zayne reached out his hand and I took it gingerly. He kissed me on the forehead as he pulled me out of the door. I smiled feeling a little encouragement. I still kept darting my head left and right as Zayne pulled me out into the parking lot. For the first time ever, I wished that I wasn't so tall, I was way too noticeable then. Zayne may have had broad shoulders but he had an elegant frame that made for a poor shield and I had a monstrous-sized dick swaying between my legs that I was now only covering with one hand since letting go of Zayne's hand would have diminished my courage. As we crossed the street towards the store I kept silently praying that no one would see me.