Nightmare New - The Lingerie Salesman S Worst

Mrs. Johnson spun around, her face bright red with embarrassment. "Oh my god!" she exclaimed, grabbing a nearby robe to cover herself.

And that's when he saw her.

John's eyes widened in shock, and he let out a little gasp.

But little did he know, it was only just beginning...

As he was restocking the shelves, he received a call from one of the dressing rooms. "Um, excuse me?" a timid voice said. "I think I need some help in here."

John's heart sank. He hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should just pretend he didn't hear the voice. But his professional instincts kicked in, and he slowly made his way to the dressing room.

He knocked on the door. "Lingerie department? How can I help you?"