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Jordan took a few nervous steps from the security station and began to pace around. "Where could they have gone?" he thought to himself. Mr. Johanson watched as Jordan's attitude quickly reverted back to how it was when he first encountered Jordan at the outlet center. Jordan became antsy and fidgety. Finally he stood still as he stared off in the direction opposite of the security guard and Mr. Johanson. Mr. Johanson took this opportunity to come up behind Jordan. He placed both hands on Jordan's shoulders making Jordan jump at his touch. Mr. Johanson realized he startled Jordan and quickly apologized. "Jordan, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you but I can't help but notice how nervous you got. Your friends will show up soon," He comforted. Jordan nerves were shot. He knew from the beginning that if he was going to pull this woman charade off there would be plenty of times that he would be alone at work with his boss. Most likely, the confrontations would be brief and mostly work related. This on the other hand, had Jordan scared to death. He was out in public with his boss and he had now realized he let things become too comfortable while he was walking and talking about sports and it seemed that Mr. Johanson was becoming a little "too friendly." "I'm sorry Mr. Johanson, I'm fine," Jordan lied. "I'm just really worried about my friends. It's been awhile since I've seen them and they were supposed to help me shop and use the clothing allowance from the company," Jordan explained his story again. Mr. Johanson lightly massaged Jordan's shoulders from behind as Jordan talked. Jordan's eyes grew wide as he realized that he was in deeper trouble than he thought. "Sweetheart!" Mr. Johanson began, sounding sympathetic. He removed his hands from Jordan's shoulders. Jordan's heart stopped. At first he thought he misunderstood what Mr. Johanson had said, but it was true, his boss had called Jordan "sweetheart" His mind was racing with a million and one replies to tell this man off. "I have to put a stop to this." he thought frantically. Jordan was furious ready to tell Mr. Johanson off he quickly spun around to face the man. Jordan opened his mouth but his panic level lowered again when he saw Mr. Johanson and a teenage girl hugging. Jordan realized that Mr. Johanson was talking to her and not him. Once they broke their embrace, the two approached Jordan. "Jordan I'd like you to meet my niece, Rebecca," Mr. Johanson introduced. "Rebecca, this is my newest manager, Jordan Ross." The two shook hands as Rebecca smiled at Jordan. Rebecca was a beautiful girl in her late teens. Her hair was short and blonde. Fashionably styled in a pixie cut, and she too looked fresh out of the salon. Her summer outfit consisted of a tan skirt and white blouse. It really hugged her small frame. "I love your outfit!" Rebecca quickly replied as she still shook Jordan's hand. Jordan was thrown off at first and then remembered what Anna had told him about women complimenting each other. He quickly gave her another scan and Jordan chose her purse to compliment. The purse was a burgundy color with different colored beads around the edges. "I love your purse!" Jordan exclaimed. Rebecca immediately glowed at Jordan's compliment so he knew he had said something good. "Oh thank you! It's my Fendi! I got it for graduation," she said as she held her purse tightly. "So she was fresh out of high school," Jordan thought. "She looks older." Rebecca turned back toward Mr. Johanson. "Uncle Ed, can we eat? I'm starved!" Rebecca asked. Mr. Johanson laughed, "Are you all shopped out, yet?" Rebecca's eyes grew wide, "Not even close. You promised a full day at the outlets, and that's what I'm doing," She replied playfully pushing her uncle. The two laughed and Jordan did also at their interaction. "I'm really hungry myself," Mr. Johanson replied. Then it struck Jordan as he continued to listen, "Oh no, I better make my exit unless I want to have a lunch date." Nervously Jordan took a step back. "Well, I've held you up long enough. I'm going to try and find my girlfriends," Jordan explained. "I still have a lot of shopping to do myself and I'm no fashionista so I better get started," Jordan nervously spoke. "I can help you Jordan. I mean, we're here anyway, you might as well let me help you," She grabbed Jordan's hands. "Why don't you join us for lunch, and then let me and uncle Ed take you shopping," Rebecca pleaded. Jordan was surprised, he was sure the invitation was going to come from Mr. Johanson, but Rebecca had beat him to it. "I know you have to find your friends, but it's been awhile since we paged them and I Just don't want you to waste any more of your day. So why don't you grab a quick bite to eat with us and maybe a drink and then we'll look around the shops and Rebecca can help you find some work clothes, maybe we'll bump into your friends along the way," Mr. Johanson explained. Jordan felt trapped. He had to get away so that he could find his wife, buy a couple of work outfits and then get home and out of the tight corset and dress. "Please Jordan!" Again Rebecca chimed in. "I insist!" Mr. Johanson finalized it and Rebecca smiled. Once again Jordan was defeated. Soon, The three walked towards the food section. The different smells in the air made Jordan's mouth water. It was a long day already and Jordan still only had the previous nights alcohol in his stomach. Jordan concentrated on his walk the whole time. Making sure he was walking like a woman. Which wasn't that hard to do seeing that the corset was really tight and constricting. Rebecca walked beside him as she excitedly pointed at different clothes and shoes as they passed the shops. Jordan feigned interest at a lot of the things she pointed at but smiled and acted excited like Rebecca did. Walking along towards the food section, Jordan realized that Mr. Johanson had dropped out of sight. Wondering where he was, Jordan quickly turned his head around whipping his hair around. He had caught Mr. Johanson walking directly behind Jordan and staring at Jordan's backside. The corset tightly shaped Jordan's body and he knew he had an hourglass backside and his boss was enjoying the view. Mr. JOhanson could do nothing but lift his eyes from Jordan's ass and smile at Jordan. Jordan smiled a crooked smile back and then turned around again and widened his eyes with fear. "My boss is checking me out!" he thought with fear. Rebecca broke Jordan's panic thoughts as she stopped and faced her uncle." Uncle Ed, could we eat here?" she asked. Mr. Johanson and Jordan both looked up and saw they were at The Hard Rock Cafe. He smiled, "If that's what you want." Rebecca was happy. "Have you ever been here Jordan? They have an amazing wrap. You're going to love it!" Rebecca said as the three opened the restaurant door. Immediately the music inside drowned out any voices. Rebecca continued to talk, but Jordan only saw her lips moving. "Anna! Where are you?" Jordan mumbled while grinding his teeth with a worried smile. * * * * * * * * * * "You're positive she got off the bus?", Angela said while taking another drag of her cigarette. Angela and Anna stood off to the side by the bus looking through the crowds of people. More people kept unloading as bus after bus pulled up, delivering and picking up more people. The downtown shops were packed. It was a beautiful day, it was the weekend and this seemed like the place to be. Anna turned her head and her body every way in every direction frantically looking for her husband. Angela seemed a little more laid back with losing Jordan, as she smoked a cigarette and mostly let Anna do the searching. "You don't think anything happened to her, do you?" Anna asked shaken up a little. "You mean like abducted?" Angela replied tilting her sunglasses down to the edge of her nose. "Well, not abducted but maybe someone pulled her down a back alley," Anna frantically replied. Angela chuckled but saw that Anna was upset about not knowing where her sister was, so she quickly stopped. "Anna, she's fine. She probably just got pushed along with the crowd and she's waiting for us inside the outlet square. We should go look for her there," She said trying to calm Anna down. "Ok, lets do that," Anna replied. The two women finally made their way towards the entrance area. The latest bus had just pulled up and unloaded another group of shoppers, so they followed that group to the entrance. Anna could see where Jordan might have been pushed along with a group trying to keep up with Angela and herself when they got there. The two woman finally reached the entrance and broke away from the crowd of shoppers. "Look!" Angela said while pointing towards a security guard station. "We'll have her paged to meet us at security," Angela said already making her way to the guard station. The young guard smiled at Angela. The 20 something year old guy was built. He had big arms that barely contained the security uniform that he wore. He had on dark glasses and removed them. "Hi ladies, how can I help you," He asked. Angela smiled back at the guard. Anna brought Angela out of her romantic stare and butted in. "Could you please page someone for us, we're missing our friend," Anna asked with a worried sound in her voice. "Sure, what's your friend's name?" the guard asked. "Jordan, Jordan Ross," Anna replied. The guard smiled and then disappeared into his booth and within seconds the announcement over the loud speaker paging Jordan Ross was heard throughout the outlet mall. Anna walked a little ways towards the fountain. She looked across the crowded courtyard hoping to see Jordan hearing the page and running to the guardhouse. After a few moments she turned back around and saw the guard and Anna talking and sharing a cigarette. "Oh please Jordan, please come," Anna pleaded in her head. "I just know he's going to think I ditched him on purpose," She started to panic. "ANNA!" a male voice shouted. Anna thought it might be Jordan, and as she turned around smiling she saw that Jason was running up to her. He finally reached her. He was out of breath as he hugged her. "I was picking up a new cell phone and I heard the page for Jordan. Is everything ok? What happened?" he asked concerned. "Oh Jason it's awful, we got separated from Jordan when we got off the bus and we can't find him anywhere," Anna explained hugging Jason. Angela looked over during her conversation with the security guard and saw that Jason was talking to Anna. She broke away and made her way toward the couple. "Now there's a cute couple," Angela teased. How are you Jason?" Angela asked. Jason's mind went straight into the conversation they had at the house about Anna and himself being a couple. He put his arm around her as Anna still held on to him worried about her husband. "Hello Angela. I was just telling Anna that I heard the page for Jordan and ran over right away," Jason explained. "Oh, I bet she ran into one of these cute security guards and she's off having lunch with him right now," Angela said, Jason and Anna looked at each other, knowing that's not what happened to Jordan. "I don't think so, she wouldn't just leave you guys, she doesn't know the area," Jason replied. Angela once again trying to make light of the situation, came up with a solution, "Look, we haven't seen Jordan for awhile now and we did page her. Why don't we go grab some lunch at The Olive Garden over there. We could sit out on the patio and still have a view of the whole court yard. We're bound to see her if she walks by," Angela explained. As nervous as Anna was about finding her husband, Angela did seem to have a good idea. Like the others, she hadn't eaten anything since the previous night and food sounded really good right now. "Ok, let's do it," Anna replied. "Honey, are you going to join us?" Anna added also sticking to the story of herself and Jason being a couple. "Ok, lets eat" He replied and the group made their way over to The Olive Garden restaurant which was only a few feet away. Some time later as the group at The Olive Garden had waited to get seated on the patio and were finally getting their food, the group at The Hard Rock Cafe had long finished eating and were just coming out of their second women's clothing store. Once again Rebecca was talking a mile a minute walking next to Jordan. Both of them were holding many shopping bags from the store. So far, Rebecca had Jordan try on a few different skirts and dresses for work. He left a couple of stores with about 6 different outfits. Jordan not knowing women's fashion was lost and just agreed to anything that Rebecca had picked out for him. He would be the one wearing the outfits to work, but in the long run, Anna would be the one wearing the clothes he would buy today. He barely made a dent in the money and Rebecca looked like she wasn't letting up anytime soon. "I got to get out of here, my feet are killing me but it looks like Rebecca could go another few hours," Jordan thought. Jordan's thoughts were interrupted as Mr. Johanson stepped in front of him. "Would you like me to carry some of your bags, Jordan? Looks like you've got a lot there," He asked playing the role of Captain Obvious. "I'm fine, but thank you," Jordan again lied but he wasn't going to let his boss get any more ideas about him. "In this shoe store over here, we should be able to find a matching color for that navy dress," Rebecca gleefully explained already lining up the next stop. The three entered the store as Rebecca immediately had her uncle and Jordan sitting on one of the fitting benches. Jordan guided his butt gracefully down onto one of the little benches which was really only supposed to be a one seater, but Mr. Johanson had unknowingly sat right next to Jordan. Rebecca smiled as the two realized that their bodies were practically on top of each other. A sales woman approached them and asked them what she could help them with. Jordan got all nervous as he didn't know what size shoe he wore and he whispered that to Mr. Johanson. Mr. Johanson immediately took control seeing Jordan was embarrassed, "Could we get a woman's foot measure over here, please?" He asked quietly. The sales woman grabbed to closest foot measure and walked towards the group. Mr. Johanson rose from the seat and took the measure from the sales woman and then kneeled before Jordan. Jordan knew right away what Mr. Johanson was going to do. "may I?" Mr. Johanson asked. Rebecca once again smiled as she saw her uncle gracefully remove Jordan's shoe and took his foot and placed it onto the metal measuring device. Mr. Johanson kept looking up at Jordan and smiling. Jordan's face was burning beat red with embarrassment but continued to smile at his boss. Rebecca leaned over and picked the measure up along with the navy dress that they had purchased from another store and approached the sales lady. "Can we have this color heel in this size?" Rebecca asked. The sales woman disappeared and came back shortly with a few boxes. It wasn't soon enough for Jordan. The whole time the sales woman was retrieving the shoe, Jordan's foot had been propped up on Mr. Johanson's leg. Finally Mr. Johanson stood up and let the sales woman take over. The woman knelt down and removed a navy blue medium pump from the shoebox. "Those are beautiful!" Rebecca said excitedly. Jordan hated having all this attention on him. It wasn't like trying a dress on where he could do it in a private dressing room. This was out in the open in front of everyone. Everyone including his boss. Jordan was sure that this man wasn't this interested in shoes, but he hovered over Jordan and the sales lady like a hawk. The sales woman slid the pump on. Once both shoes were on, Rebecca held the navy dress up to Jordan and saw that the pump matched perfectly. "Wow Rebecca, you are really good at this," Mr. Johanson said. Awhile later, Jordan ended up leaving the shoe store with 4 pairs of shoes. Jordan was exhausted, at this point he just wanted to jump on the next bus and head home. "Oh my God, look!" Rebecca yelled as she ran towards a photo booth. Jordan's plans for leaving were once again shot down. Rebecca slipped inside the booth and slid the curtain closed. Mr. Johanson and Jordan slowly made their way over. Rebecca peaked her head out. "Come on in, I put in 5 dollars. Lets get some group pictures", she announced as Rebecca pulled both Mr. Johanson and Jordan into the booth. The crowded booth was hot and tight fitting. The three of them fought over the tiny bench in front of the camera at first. "Uncle Ed, you sit down and we'll both sit on a knee," Rebecca decided. "Oh no, I don't think that's a good idea," Jordan chimed in nervously. Rebecca who was already sitting patted on her uncle's other knee. "Don't be silly Jordan, it'll only be for a few minutes," She stated. Jordan noticed that Mr. Johanson wasn't putting up any arguments about his niece's posing idea. He wasn't sure if Rebecca was trying to play matchmaker for her uncle or if was she just being a clueless teenaged girl. Either way Jordan once again gave in to what was asked of him. Jordan made sure he smoothed out the back of his dress so that there wasn't any bare skin on his boss' pant leg and then lowered his body down onto his boss' large knee. Jordan once again felt very small next to his large boss. The three cramped shoppers looked straight ahead in the booth and saw their reflections in front of them. Jordan saw that Mr. Johanson had a huge smile across his face. He felt his boss' hand slide in around his side and held him close around the waist so that he wouldn't fall out of view of the camera. He saw that his other hand was also holding Rebecca around the waist. "This is a nightmare!" Jordan thought. Jordan saw Rebecca opening up her purse and putting on some lipstick. He thought it might be weird if he didn't do the same. Following her lead, Jordan unzipped his purse and pulled out a tube of pink lipstick that Anna had added to his purse. He opened the tube, twisted the lipstick and leaned in close to his reflection. He slowly lined his lips with the lipstick. When he finished, he saw that Mr. Johanson watched him the whole time never taking his eyes off him. Jordan closed the lipstick back up and put it back into his purse. Rebecca read the instructions in front of them, "The camera will take 5 pictures, once you push the button you have 5 seconds. The first picture will snap, then every 5 seconds after that another picture will snap until all 5 photos are taken. Are we ready?" She asked. "We're ready, honey," Mr. Johanson replied. Jordan faked another smile and also said, "Ready!" Rebecca pushed the button and a countdown showed up on the screen. 5.....4......3.......2.......1. *FLASH* The first picture was taken and it was basically the three of them smiling. The next picture Jordan saw everyone loosening up a little. Rebecca was sticking her tongue out and Mr. Johanson crossed his eyes. Jordan thought the pictures would look awkward if he didn't participate, so he too made a face. He pursed his lips together making cute kiss face. *FLASH* Jordan's pose gave Rebecca an idea. She leaned towards her uncle and put her arms around him. "Come on Jordan!" She announced pulling Jordan in close. *FLASH* But the picture had already taken. Rebecca was still holding onto Jordan's arm, pulled him towards her uncle and wrapped his arms around her uncle's neck as she did. *FLASH* another picture was taken. "Last picture," Rebecca announced. "Adults only!" She said as she quickly stood up and stepped out of the photo booth but not before pulling at Jordan's leg. Making Jordan fall right into Mr. Johanson's lap. *FLASH* Jordan had a shocked look on his face as he sat snug between his boss' legs. He didn't know what to do. Jordan squirmed a little to try and boost his body up a little but his eyes grew with even more embarrassment as the unthinkable happened. Jordan felt Mr. Johanson's erection on the side of his hip. He could barely move in the corset but as he squirmed to get up, he kept rubbing up against it and felt that it was still getting harder. He finally managed to pull his body up but he fell back down landing his ass directly on Mr. Johanson's erect penis. Jordan stopped moving as he felt Mr. Johanson's arms grab Jordan, picking him up. As they exited the booth. Mr. Johanson put Jordan once again on the ground. Jordan's face once again grew red. "I can't believe Rebecca did that. Even worse, I can't believe that I rubbed up against my boss' penis," Jordan thought as Mr. Johanson laughed along with his niece. Outside the booth Rebecca was laughing. She pointed at the two as they came out of the booth. "I got you guys good," she said. Mr. Johanson laughed but saw that Jordan was a little uneasy. Jordan faked a smile. He had been pissed about the whole day but that just threw him over the edge. "Honey, why don't you wait for the pictures to develop. Jordan and I are going to go over here and have a cigarette," Mr. Johanson said. Rebecca nodded and then stood by the photo booth waiting for the pictures to come out. Mr. Johanson approached Jordan who already had a cigarette out. He pulled one out of his pack and lit it. Then he leaned over and lit the cigarette in Jordan's mouth. "I'm sorry about my niece. I know that was inappropriate, but it's her age. She didn't mean any harm," He explained, trying to calm the situation. Jordan was pissed about it, but as Mr. Johanson explained he thought more about it and Rebecca was really only being a playful teenaged girl. "It's fine," Jordan replied. "That really wasn't the part that made me mad," He thought to himself. "He doesn't even looked the slightest bit embarrassed about stabbing my back with his crotch!" "Oh good. I didn't want you to get mad at me, before we even started working together," Mr. JOhanson explained. Still a little angry but didn't want to make a big deal out of it Jordan changed the subject, "I would like to try and page my friends again if that's ok," Jordan said. "The pictures are ready!" Rebecca interrupted as she ran up and put the pictures in the couple's face. Everyone huddled together to see the strip of pictures together. Jordan again blushed as he saw each picture. As he got to the last picture. He saw that his face had a surprised look on it as Mr. Johanson looked directly into Jordan's face with lust. Rebecca noticed it too. "Wow Uncle Ed, look at you making goo goo eyes at Jordan," She stated. Finally Mr. JOhanson blushed at her comment and put the pictures into his suit pocket. Rebecca walked next to Jordan and let him towards the Victoria's Secret outlet store. "They have a great sale going on right now," Rebecca said. Jordan was rushed towards the entrance and only had about a second to exhale his cigarette smoke and throw the cigarette on the ground. Once inside, Jordan was uneasy about being in a woman's lingerie store but was relieved that Mr. Johanson waited outside the store. "Jordan look!" Rebecca called over. "5 panties for $15" Jordan had no interest, but thought it would look strange if he too didn't purchase women's underwear. Jordan still wanted to page Anna, but Rebecca had him shopping like crazy that it just kept getting later and later. Waiting in line after grabbing 5 pairs of panties and 5 bras, Jordan had hoped this shopping experience was coming to an end. "Jordan take my number down. I think we should do this again," Rebecca said as she handed Jordan a small piece of paper with her phone number written on it. Rebecca then handed the pen and another piece of paper to Jordan. She waited for him to write down her number. Jordan did, and just like that, Miss Jordan Ross had another girlfriend. Hours later as the sun started to set. Jordan, Rebecca and Mr. johanson walked back towards the large fountain in the courtyard. All three had shopping bags in their arms. Rebecca had managed to help Jordan spend his entire clothing allowance and finally he had enough money for the bus ride home. Jordan was tired and ready to get home. He realized that Mr. Johanson and his niece were making their way to the parking lot and not the bus stop. Jordan stopped walking. "Well, this is where my bus leaves from," Jordan said. Mr. Johanson and Rebecca just stood there staring at Jordan. "You really don't think we're putting you on a bus with all these bags, do you?" Mr. Johanson replied. Rebecca made a "You should know better" face. "Of course not," Jordan replied in his head. Jordan was too tired to argue so he just went along with them. "Thank you, I really appreciate it," He said out loud. They made their way to the parking lot where Mr. Johanson pushed his car key ring unlocking his car. His car was a white Lexus convertible. Mr. Johanson helped put all the bags into the back left hand side. "You can have the front seat Jordan, I don't mind the back," Rebecca exclaimed. Mr. Johanson made a surprised face at Rebecca's comment. He knew she loved sitting in the front and has told him numerous times that she hated the back. Jordan thanked her and then smoothed out the back of his dress and sat in the passenger seat. Jordan yawned all the way home as he gave Mr. Johanson directions to his and Anna's apartment. Mr. Johanson tried to impress Jordan by accelerating quickly at and Jordan's head was jerked the whole ride home. Soon enough they pulled up to Jordan's apartment as he guided them in front of his house. Mr. Johanson parked and quickly got out of the driver's side and made his way to Jordan's car door. He opened it. for Jordan. Jordan nervously smiled as Mr. Johanson took his hand and helped him out of the car. "Good night Rebecca, thank you for all your help today," Jordan said trying to hurry the two along. Rebecca was getting out of the car to sit in the passenger seat but she also got out to hand Jordan all his shopping bags. Then she leaned in and gave Jordan a big hug. "My pleasure Jordan, it was really nice to meet you. I hope we see you again," She added trying to include her uncle in the conversation. "Well, she's going to see me at work on Monday sweaty," Mr. Johanson replied. "I'm going to walk Jordan to the door," he added. Jordan couldn't wait to just get inside and get out of these clothes and take a long hot shower. He looked towards the Apartment. "Could Anna still be out?" He thought to himself as he saw no lights on inside the apartment. The two walked up the stairs and then made their way to their apartment door. Mr. JOhanson banged a lot of the bags on the stair rail as they walked up to the apartment door. "Thank you for a wonderful afternoon, miss Ross," Mr. Johanson commented. "To tell you the truth, I didn't plan on clothes shopping today, but you made in enjoyable," he said. Jordan felt himself blush again. "Well thank you too. It was fun," Jordan replied. He was trying to keep it short and sweet. "Oh and have fun at the Cardinal's game tomorrow. I'll be watching at home, I'll look in the crowd for you.' He said. Jordan finally leaned in and hugged Mr. Johanson knowing that it was the only way to get him out of here. Mr. Johanson squeezed Jordan tightly and then released him as he finally saw his boss leaving. "See you on Monday," Mr. Johanson said as he went back to the car. Jordan waved at the two and then quickly unlocked the door and pushed his way in with all the bags on his arm. "ANNA?" he yelled into the apartment breaking out of his high pitch womanly voice that he used all day. Jordan was furious as he turned on the lights. The apartment was exactly how they left it when they left this afternoon. He sat on the living room couch which was right by the door. "I'm just going to wait here for her and give her a piece of my mind," he thought as he sat down angrily. As soon as he sat back, Jordan fell asleep. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * An hour later Anna walked into the unlocked apartment and called out for Jordan. Angela came in soon after. They both looked at Jordan laying sprawled out on the couch. Shopping bags lined the whole living room entrance. "See, she did manage to do some shopping today," Angela remarked. Anna couldn't believe all the store shopping bags. She peeked through each and saw all types skirts, and dresses and underwear and even makeup. She was sure there was a story behind it and couldn't wait to hear it. "I'll see you tomorrow, we're going early, so I'll be over at around 11 am," Angela said as she hugged Anna and walked out the door. Anna looked down at her feminized husband, she slowly and carefully eased her way next to him and put her arm around him cuddling up close. She pulled at a blanket with her other hand that was on the back of the couch and pulled it over both of them. "Sweet dreams babe," Anna said as she leaned over and kissed him goodnight. END OF PART 6