For the remainder of the week, Nathan did not return to the store. Michelle sometimes doubted the entire bizarre proposal even took place and carried on with her usual routine. Though deeply in thought of the man, she didn’t allow it to interfere with her regular schedule. She had been working some days, in addition to evenings, though was able to keep up with her studies and hide her employment from her parents, who forbade her to work while in school. The following Tuesday, Michelle was closing the store when Nathan appeared with a couple of shopping bags. She was happy to see him, though dismayed that he chose to arrive so late. “We’re closing, I’m sorry,” she offered. “No worries, I’ll wait for you outside the store, if that’s okay,” he said. What did he have planned? she wondered. After closing the store, turning off the lights and locking the doors, she met him outside in the common area of the mall on a bench where he sat anxiously. Without a word, he thrust a plastic shopping bag, nodding for her to take it. Michelle took the bag, wondering what he had bought. She sat undecided for a moment, holding the bag on her lap, awkwardly exchanging looks with him and smiling shyly. “Well….?” he said finally, staring at her the whole time. “Look inside.” Michelle reached into the plastic coated shopping bag, fumbling past the tissue paper wrapping and felt something soft and furry. Slowly, she pulled out a black cashmere cardigan with tiny pearl buttons. A pleasant surprise. Reaching further, she found a pair of black fishnet knee-high stockings and a black pleated skirt. “Wow,” she said. “Are these for me?” “Yes they are. You’re going to wear them for me,” he stated, now in a firm voice. “Here,” he said, handing over the second bag. Inside, Michelle found a pair of black stilettos. “Oh…,” she responded. “I don’t wear heels, not like these ones.” She looked back at him and he quickly shot her a look of disappointment. “You’ll wear them, and you’ll like them, trust me,” he said. Michelle felt a little uneasy about this Escort side situation, but nodded in quiet agreement. “Where would you like me to try them on?” she asked. “I…could find a public washroom…” “Let’s go back into the store,” he suggested. “It’s closed, no one is in the change rooms.” Michelle again nodded in agreement and returned to the front door to unlock it. She knew that her manager and the owner would frown on doing such a thing, and although she was an easy-going person, she did not want to risk being caught. Once in the store, Nathan motioned for her to lock the door from the inside; she complied. The store felt eerie without much light. In an unpredictable move, Nathan grabbed Michelle’s elbow and took her to the back of the store and into the change rooms. Bright lights were switched on, making Michelle wince. “I don’t know about this…” she began. “I want you to go in there,” he instructed, pointing to one of the stalls with a full length mirror. The door to this change room was wide open. Michelle took the clothing provided to her by this unusual stranger and entered the room, grabbing the door to close behind her…then his hand gripped the edge of it, stopping her abruptly. “No,” he said. “I want to watch you change.” At that moment he forcefully swung open the door, grabbed a nearby chair and positioned it directly in front of the small room. In his hand he held a camera. Nervous and embarrassed by his forward and controlling behaviour, Michelle quickly undressed, unzipping her dress from behind, a similar style to the floral print, only it was dark green with white pinstripes. As the dress dropped on the floor, her body was exposed except for her bra and panties, both of which were black. She stepped out of her wedge heeled shoes, now enveloped by the dark green dress on the floor, and stepped to one side. “Good,” Nathan said, snapping a couple of pictures. “Now put the clothes I bought for you on….but…” “Yes?” “Remove your bra and panties first,” he said manavgat escort with a twisted smile. Michelle, feeling trapped, afraid, yet strangely aroused, followed his orders without hesitation. ‘What is going to happen?’ she kept thinking. ‘Why is he taking pictures?’ Carefully, Michelle unhooked the clasp at back of her bra, loosening the cups and freeing a pair of round, generous C cup breasts with plump dark pink nipples and areola. Snap, snap, snap. She bent forward slowly, letting them hang further down as she slid down her underpants as the camera continued snapping. She looked down, following the path of her panty removal with her eyes. “Michelle,” Nathan said, gently. “Look at me while you’re doing that.” “Okay,” she said, looking at him and fixing her eyes on his. He was enjoying this moment. She was his to do whatever he wanted with. Upon dropping her underwear to the floor, Michelle stepped aside, standing with only her long, curly golden blond hair to cover her bosom and her arms by her sides. Nathan approached her at this moment, now taking the camera and placing it on a shelf in the change room, he stood just inches in front of Michelle, observing her nudity. “Very beautiful,” he said. “Your body is so curvy and natural, and that’s what I like. You also wear clothing very well…” “Thank you,” she answered, now shaking in her voice. He reached out to her long tresses of gold, caressing them, moving them aside to expose her breasts. “You have gorgeous hair,” he observed. “Th-thanks,” she said, feeling tingles of arousal from his touching her hair. ‘What was he thinking of doing next?’ she wondered. Being unsure of his next move made this whole experience both frightening and exhilarating in an unexpected way. “Too bad….,” he began. “Too bad it has to go.” “Wh-what?” she asked, not understanding what he meant. Did he just say that her hair has to go? “What do you mean by that?” “Come with me,” he said, taking her hand in his, and walking her to through the darkened alanya escort bayan store. At first Michelle hesitated in her nudity, but Nathan assured her she was not visible from the outside and the mall was closed. They were now stuck inside the store for the night. That very thought aroused and excited Michelle a little, though not knowing Nathan’s exact intentions were of concern. He walked over to the mannequins again. “Take a good look at them,” he pointed. “Look at their hair.” Michelle did what he asked, and noticed that all three of them had short hair, very short bob hairstyles. It was a style that she often saw in the mall, though not as extreme as the short mid-ear length blunt styles of these mannequins. Before she could ask Nathan what his intentions were, he produced a box and quickly uncovered the lid to peak inside. Michelle eagerly looked but he shook his head, as if to not reveal its contents. He pointed to a stool beside the service counter. “Sit there,” he instructed, pointing to it. “What are you going to do?” Michelle asked, now grabbing her long locks and guarding them from Nathan, covering her breasts with them. “You’ll see,” he said with a sly grin. “Just sit.” Anticipating the worst, Michelle sat down anyway, but held her hair in the front with both hands, as if to defend her tresses from a pair of shiny shears that Nathan quickly produced. Just like the camera, he snapped them quickly, making her jump almost off the stool. Running back into the change room, he grabbed the camera once again to position it now on top of the customer service desk, facing naked Michelle. She held her hair defensively against her breasts and Nathan standing behind with the big shears. The setting on the camera was switched to video, and a light appeared, illuminating the scene. Michelle closed her eyes as Nathan slid the large open blades of the scissors around her locks, severing them ruthlessly at chin level. The firmly tugged golden locks fell limp in her hands, as they were now loose and detached from her. With no mirror in sight, Michelle could only guess that her hair was much shorter now, barely grazing her shoulders. Once freed of Nathan’s scissors, she turned back to look at him. “Turn around,” he demanded. “I’m not done.” With that tone, she obeyed what he asked and the cutting continued.