The teapot shop

Karen had a lot of fun this day. The lamps has been really nice. She didn't buy any, but she probably would be back to grab gifts for her family and herself. Plus, these were cheap, and nice cheap gifts are always great.

She later walked into a kettleware shop, which seemed to mostly sell gorgeous teapots, from heavy metal ones with silvery ornaments to yellow sandstone ones to deep red ceramics... As soon as she walked in, she knew she needed a few. The salesman was a tall Morrocan guy slumped in a chair, but he jumped up as she came in. He was wearing those ridiculous plastic shoes in a brown-shit color, an ugly tee-shirt with the Assassin's Creed logo and a pair of white Adidas sweatpants. Actually, they were Addidas sweatpants, she noticed with a smirk. As he walked towards her with a huge smile and very vocal greetings to his shop, she couldn't help but notice he was ripped, with powerful shoulders and a strong chest. Suddenly she blushed, noticing that if he was wearing underwear, it was at best a set of boxers... there was something bouncing down there. The previous hawkers had all been wearing jellabas, but this guy didn't give a damn care in the world for decency.