"Karyn," Jon whispered to his escort as she pulled him up to the counter, "What are we doing here?"
"Quiet, Jon," she commanded, "We're almost done. You've been a good sport so far, and we've only got a couple minutes left."
She then turned to the clerk and asked for a portrait shot of Jon. "We need it right now, though!" she insisted.
The clerk (Jimmy, by his nametag) rolled his eyes and consented. It was a slow day and he could pop back for a quick shot.
Jon shuffled back to the studio with Jimmy, and left Karyn in the waiting area. "Have fun!" She shouted with a giggle as she sat down and opened an Oprah Magazine.
With only three minutes to go Jimmy finally got everything set up. The backdrop they selected was a blue sky, and Jon had propped himself up on a black stool that swivelled with a squeak.
"You ready?" Jimmy inquired of his customer.
"Sure."
"Okay then, say cheese!" There were a series of flashes, followed by a repositioning and another series of flashes. When it was all done Jon blinked the light from his eyes and saw that Jimmy was signaling him with a 'thumbs-up'.
"Great job there buddy. I'm sure these'll turn out well. Let's head out front and settle up."
Jon followed the photographer to the counter where he was met by Karyn.
"Well?" She inquired.
"Well what?" He shot back, not happy to have been put through the past hours events.
"Well are you happy to be rid of these huge boobs?" She indicated her own chest, once again gigantic.
Jon looked down at his flat manly chest. No boobs. Not a bump! He would have been elated had he not also realized that he was still wearing the black lacy bra and the purple blouse.
He looked up at the clerk ringing in the bill. Jimmy wouldn't make eye contact with Jon, but he held a look of distain on his face which was unmistakable.
"Listen Lady, I don't know what kinda freaky stuff you and your boyfriend are into, but next time get your pervy shots taken somewhere else, okay? That'll be $35.99, and they'll be ready on Friday. You or... he... can come pick them up then."
Karyn stifled a laugh, paid the man, then escorted her now crossdressed friend out of the store. Jon had never been so humiliated in his life. Here he was, in the middle of the most popular mall in town, wearing women's clothes. He had left the stone at home, so he couldn't wish himself into his own shirt, so he had to make his way all the way through the place, passing anyone who might know him, for his escape route.
He decided that when he got home, revenge would be the name of the game.
