They heady feeling that those girls, and possibly Lidia as well, were attracted to me, had a life changing affect. I banished forever, my nervousness... with girls. I could feel my cock growing with my confidence, and found that, strangely, it no longer seemed a burden, to hide, and worry over; it only served to demonstrate my self confidence. ‘Why should I be embarrassed’ I thought, looking down unabashedly at the growing bulge straining against the right leg of my shorts, 'this gloriously. I had scurried from my primary job which I hated with a passion to my new assignment as the “fitting room girl” and found the place buzzing with excitement due to the holiday sale that discounted the contents of the entire store to a level that attracted new customers from far and wide.With twenty-four fitting rooms and only one other girl to help me, I was literally run ragged moving from one tiny space to the other to assist customers. It had gotten to a point that I didn’t have time to first. “I’m sexually attracted to you”, she said, quickly looking away and focusing on the ground. My mouth dropped open and I almost chocked on my own spit. “I didn’t expect that”, I said, “I thought you were coming here to yell at me for kissing your brother”. “Oh”, she said, looking at me and slowly moving her eyes to my cleavage. “Do you want anything to drink?” I asked, hoping she would say yes. “Okay”, she said, smiling at me and relaxing a bit. I got up and went to the kitchen, hearing her. After waiting for about 10 mins, i luckily found a place to park my car and since i was getting bored, decided to go upstairs to join my mom and also was wondering why it was taking time. Generally my mom just gives the cloth to the tailor and return back within 5 mins. When i reached upstairs i noticed that there is were no helper boys working. The entire shop was empty. When i was about to enter, i was hearing my mom and the tailor speaking (his name is Suresh). I didn’t go inside.