Amy and Lina watched as the shopkeeper helped the lad out of his clothing and into a leather dog hood, paws, a
dildo tail, knee pads and black boots. A dog collar with an incognito dog tag finished the ensemble, and naked
everywhere else, the shopkeeper put the puppy boy into the front window display case.
"Won't people see him?"
"Oh, they'll see a dog - unless they have a connection and he is what they seek. Then they'll be drawn to
puppy boy, much the way he was drawn to you. Only once have I ever had anyone who wanted a real puppy when
they came in and asked how much is that doggy in the window?"
"What happened? Oh, another satisfied customer," the shopkeeper said with an evil grin.
"C'mon, Lina, let's get going," Amy said, and nodding to the shopkeeper she said, "Goodnight."
She hurried, but this time was careful to avoid collisions with passersby. She didn't like the idea of working
there, she figured, she and Lina would end up as merchandise, but she knew she and Lina couldn't stay away from
that store. They might as well take the jobs. Maybe, there was a way. Her mind raced. Maybe she could google
a way out, or maybe- then she saw the neon glare of the fortune teller's sign.