Shopping for Shoes

The next time I saw Jean and told her what I'd done she was stunned.

"Oh my gawd, I don't believe it. You didn't! You just made that up." She exclaimed.

"No, it's the truth." I said. When I showed her Scott's card, well, that convinced her.

"Holly shit, Joan. I've got to try this myself. Oh honey, you are so so naughty." Jean said.

"Hey, next week we'll go shopping together. Maybe we can double Scott's pleasure ... or some other shoe store clerk's." I suggested.

Jean and I are meeting tomorrow morning at the Mall. I can't wait!