Ron was still seated on the dressing room chair, gazing lustfully at Beth as she quickly composed herself, then slipped on her skirt and top, sans panties or bra, as usual. She took a prolonged glance at his still engorged, yet semi erect penis, and fighting a base instinct to drop to her knees and suck it back to full erection, she grabbed the pile of purchases, and prepared to exit the changing room.

"You, young man, need to quit looking at me like a piece of fresh meat, and get control of that," Beth directed in a firm voice, while motioning to Ron's cock, "and meet me at the...