Cowardice overrules all of your other emotions when confronted by the sheer magnitude of these goddesses. As much as you need help, the people you see right now are all busy with their own business to notice you right now. Or you're pretty sure they'd kill you if they saw you.
You sit down on the cold tile floor and wait around for a while. With how busy the store is, these people all move on in a few minutes. Ha, even if you picked someone out of these people they would have left before you even reached them. No one else seems to stop nearby you for more than a few seconds, so you just people watch to take your mind off your situation.
A lot of people in today are pretty normal, but you can see some of the "Walmart crowd." There are some people that seem like tweekers getting busted busted for shoplifting. Some people were sneaking drinks from a beverage and then replacing it with a new one. A man had fallen asleep on a couch and his daughters were setting up a prank with some whip-cream.
You snap back to reality as a bare foot lands directly next to you. You curl up in shock and scream. It was so close you that you could feel the heat coming off it, and smell its sweat. Of course the person above heard none of this and continued on her way. Taking a deep breath you try to ward off the impending heart attack.
"Jesus Christ...that scared the shit out of me!" you exclaim.
That was a good sign to get going. You had just been sitting in denial for the past hour. You needed someone to help you, so you watch the entrance for anybody more reliable.
That's when she walks in, your mother! You could hear the gasps from people all the way over here. You're used to it already, your mom is a knockout after all. Six feet tall, long blonde hair, smooth skin, long slender legs, a huge bust... She may be 40 years old, but you know anybody would gawk at her before you. Curse your dad for giving you his genes... Her outfit really showed off her mature charms. Strap sandals that show her black polish, a long skirt with a slit on the side riding up mid-thigh, a blouse with just enough buttons undone on top. She used to model in her college years, even after having your older sister, Samantha. Her attitude was that of a mother, she can be strict at times, and gave harsh punishment, but really cared for your safety.
Speak of the devil, your sisters walk in behind her! First was Samantha, the oldest of you three sisters. She was 21, and was the only one to inherit your mom's looks. Her blonde hair went down to her shoulders. She was wearing tight denim shorts, a black bikini top, and black flip-flops with purple nail polish. Her pretty blue eyes were gazing lazily into her phone. Her attitude was rather aloof, she didn't really care about a whole lot. She was also kind of a bitch. Getting your mother's looks made her incredibly confident and assertive, she loves to be in charge. Despite all this, she does love you and helped you stay decently popular in school.
Following in last was your younger sister, Emily. She was 14 and looked like a younger version of yourself. She shared the short, slender body type you had but was far more athletic. As embarrassing as it is, she could probably kick you ass. While you were all skinny, she was slim with muscle. Her playful attitude has caused you to frequently get mad at her. As much as you bicker, you're her favorite sibling and you wake up most mornings to find her cuddling you. She's wearing athletic shorts, a white tank top, and walking barefoot with bright pink nails with cats drawn on them. You grimace at the memory of her feet smell.
Luck seems to be smiling further on you as they seem to be coming closer to you! Of course! They probably came because you never came back with the paper towels. Your mother probably thought that you just ran off with the money! That would explain the annoyed look in her eyes...
As they come closer, you realize that this is probably the best chance you're going to get help. If even one of them see you, your safety would be guaranteed! They finally reach your aisle and your mom compares prices. Quickly, get one of them to help you!
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