At the sight of his discomfiture, though, the trim middle-aged lady began to smile. Tapping her tapered red fingernail consideringly against her pursed lips, she informed him icily that if he wanted to get off lightly, his punishment instead would be to strip naked and then get down on his hands and knees in the front window display and show her how a naughty boy like him m*********d. He tried to protest, but she was firm, and somehow he had no choice but to comply. She spread out on the floor of the elevated display area a slinky red slip trimmed with black lace, and then she had Brad place his shivering knees behind the shining hem and his elbows on the floor in front of the narrow little spaghetti straps.
His poor p***s was limp as he knelt there red-faced and naked in the store window
