"That might be an idea. But she is not quite as big, you know, on top, as you are."
"That's O.K. we'll give you a smaller cup size for these items, and everything can be exchanged anyway." "What did you say your name is?"
"Sam."
"Follow me, Sam."
Ann directed Sam to a seat just outside the changing area. Ann brought the first item (the red merry widow) in to the dressing room. She gave me a big smile through the mirror and I watched closely as she tried to stuff herself into an outfit she had to know could not begin to contain her voluptuous breasts. Doing the best she could, she stepped out and confronted Sam who could not contain his amazement.
"Well what do you think?"
"Wow!" was all Sam could muster.
"Sam, if you're still interested in buying these, I'd be happy to try on the others for you too!" Ann was setting the hook.
"Sure, I am interested. I'll certainly take that outfit." was Sam's predictable reply.
Ann returned to the dressing room grinning at me through the mirror. I watched with interest as she changed into black stockings, a black garter, still too small bra, black panties and sheer black robe. Ann exited the dressing room and Sam's eyes studied Ann avidly. Once more Ann extracted a purchase commitment from Sam. Ann then took the beige nightgown and held it up for Sam's inspection.
"This item" Ann said, "I know is very pricey, but it is very special." Ann draped the nightgown over her arm, and Sam seemed to recognize that when worn, it would be nearly transparent.
"Should we wrap these up?" Ann asked gesturing at the first two outfits she had modelled?
Sam couldn't resist. "I'm probably interested in that nightgown too."
Ann had acheived her objective. "I'll try that on for you if you like."
"Please" Sam whispered.
Ann returned to her dressing room and took off the black outfit and then drew the nightgown over her head. As expected, it left nothing to the imagination. Ann opened the door to the dressing room and called Sam over. "I can't go out there like this" she said.
Sam took it all in. Through the nightgown, he could see everything that Ann had to offer. The nightgown was small across the chest and molded itself to her breasts. Her nipples were very clearly outlined against the material of the nightgown. Ann turned and gave Sam the view from the back with the sides of each breast visible from that perspective too.
"O.K. Sam, I'm going to change out of these things and then we'll take care of business" Ann said as she removed the nightgown and started to get dressed in her street clothes. Ann made no motion to close the door to hem made no move to excuse himself either. When finished dressing, Ann gathered up the items she had tried on for Sam, took his blue American Express card, and rang up the sale of the day. After she had finished with the paperwork, she wrapped the items and, handing them to Sam, she expressed the hope that she would be seeing him again soon. Sam mumbled something and left.
Ann picked up the phone near the cash register and moments later there was a flashing light on the phone console near my chair.
"That was hot" I said.
"I was really getting turned on by that too" Ann commented. "In fact" she continued "I am touching myself right now."
I could see that Ann's right arm was busy below the level of the countertop. That motion inspired me to continue with a moderate self-stimulation. As we were replaying what was going on I noticed a young woman, in her late twenties, enter one of the dressing rooms. She was carrying quite a few bikini sets. I continued to talk to Ann while stroking myself and watching this new show being carried out before me. The person in question was about 5'6", I guessed that she was a full C or possibly D cup, and maybe 5 to 10 pounds over her ideal weight. She tried on the different bikinis she had brought into the dressing room and seemed to notice that she would have to trim a luxuriant bush before she wore those items in public. I decided to capture this young lady on video. I was watching through the viewfinder as she finished trying on these items and to my surprise, I was recording as she took two bikini sets and hid them in the front of her underpants under the skirt that she had been wearing. My camera caught the whole episode. I then saw the busty brunette return the other items s he was less interested in to the shelf and she slowly headed for the door.
"Ann" I said into the still open phone line "that girl is shoplifting, she's got a bunch of things stuffed into her pants and I've got pictures of it too."
Ann did not hesitate a second. Just as the shoplifter headed for the door Ann intercepted her and politely, but firmly, asked her to step over to the counter
At first the shoplifter was cooperative, but as soon as Ann said, I know you are trying to steal, the person's tone changed to one of belligerence.
"You're nuts if you think I've stolen anything. Look in my bag."
"It's not in your bag." Ann replied.
"Well I'm leaving" the girl said as she headed for the door.
Ann stepped in front of her and blocked her way. "If you want me to call the police I will."
"Go ahead" the girl said, trying to outbluff Ann. Ann called the police and together with Pauline, indicated that they were prepared to block the shoplifter from leaving.
Ann picked up the phone line to me and asked me to describe exactly what happened. I told her what I had seen and reminded her that it was all on tape. Ann asked me what items she had hidden away and I described the da rk green bikini with orange edging and the yellow one with orange flowers.
Ann hung up and a few minutes later, as she saw the police approach she told the shoplifter. "Just so you know, I know you have a green bikini and a yellow one stuffed in your underwear, and we have it on tape!"
All color drained from the shoplifter's face. She was in a panic. "You've got to give me a break. I'll pay for them. It will ruin my life." The police were at the door. "I'll never get admitted to the bar. I am a lawyer. I just passed the bar exam, but I'll never get licensed. Please." By now tears were streaming down her face.
"What's the problem?" the police officer asked.
"We have a shoplifter here, I think." Ann answered
"You think?"
"Let me talk to this girl."
Ann took the shoplifter aside and asked. "How much trouble are you in if I report you?" The shoplifter saw a glimmer of hope and described how she had a similar problem once before when she was in college and was arrest ed and that there was no way that she could get licensed to practice law if this came up again. She said she was very sorry for stealing the items and wasn't there something she could do to resolve the matter.
Ann simply told her to wait there. Ann then went to the policeman and told him that she would try and resolve the matter amicably. She thanked him for coming over and the policeman left. For my part I was intrigued by what was going on and I wondered what Ann had in mind.
Ann was emphatic with her instructions: "Open your purse." Ann went through the shoplifters purse and copied down her name and address. Sharon Stein of Roslyn, New York.
"Well, Sharon, here's the deal. You are to come in to our executive offices in New York next Monday at 10:00 a.m. sharp! If you are not there, we will report this and we do have the video, remember."
"How long will I be there?"
"Assume you'll be there the rest of the week. It will be your job for the week."
"But I've got other commitments" Sharon protested.
"Well cancel them and be there." Ann virtually commanded. "Now give me those things you were going to steal, thief, and get out of here and don't dare not be on time on Monday." Sharon complied and left.
I asked Ann what she had in mind for Sharon, later that day as we watched the video I had shot of Sharon in the act. Ann asked me if I had any suggestions, but I preferred to leave things up to Ann. Wednesday
I arrived at my office shortly after nine on Wednesday-Ann's third day on the job. Ann was at her desk opening the morning mail. I looked to see how she was attired. She was wearing a navy print dress which, unlike previous day's attire, was not particularly clingy or formfitting. She greeted me pleasantly. I asked her into my office as I wanted to describe the apartment/staffing project I wanted her to undertake.