The clerk looked up at Jon. Jon thought she was kind of pretty, and started to blush as he thought about what a freak he looked like to her. After all, teenage boys would rarely have a reason to buy pretty dresses, no matter how soft they feel.
The clerk took the dress from him and scanned the bar code. "Anything else, sir?" Jon blushed harder.
"N-no..." he muttered.
"We've got a sale on panties, today. Half price on a package of three, and we've got some that would be very cute with that dress." Jon blushed harder. The clerk smiled.
Karyn, in her room, still watching Jon on her monitor, clutched the rock and whispered, "I wish he'd buy them."
"Al-alright, then." Jon stammered. The clerk put a package of panties on the counter. Each pair complimented the dress. "How much?" he asked.
"Thirty-six, fourty-seven," the clerk said.
