"Yes, I'd like to return this jockstrap," Katie said placing Jeff on the store counter.
"We can exchange underwear," the clerk said.
"I haven't worn it. I bought it for my brother, because he's joined a LaCrosse team, but it turns out he needed
one with a cup, and this one doesn't have that feature. He never wore it."
The clerk opened the box and fondled Jeff. He said, "Looks like it's a new unused jockstrap. Okay, here's your
refund. Just sign here."
The next thing Jeff knew he was sitting on a shelf in front of two other jockstraps. He was there for a few
minutes, and someone picked him up squeezing the box tightly in the person's hand.
"Surprise, Jeff!" whispered a masculine voice, "Your girlfriend had a sweet prank prepared for you, but I
overheard her on her cell phone telling her co-conspirator where to find you. Now of course they won't,or more
likely they'll have a real jockstrap that they mistook for you. I can't wait to get home and put you on, Jeff."