I jump when I realize that a man completely my opposite in size is standing over me.
"Um, hello sir. May I help you?" I look around for an escape route, but it appears to be no good. You seems to be blocking off any hope of escape. I bite my lower lip, suddenly concious of my low scoop necked black top and short black mini skirt, black leggings and black velcroed sneakers and do not like the fact that they are not covering me as much as they should. Pulling my thighs tighter together, I watch you carefully, covering my 36B breasts with crossed arms, aware that I am in grave danger now.