About two thirds of this experiment was done as they meandered toward his first clothing store. They were starting to get strange looks again in the food court, as both of them would look intently at a girl, sometimes smiling or making other facial expressions, but not say anything. Genie a.s.sured him that once they left no one would think any more of it.

Once he had the tote board working pretty much like he wanted, he started paying more attention to the info he was actually seeing for the pa.s.sing girls, and noticed some interesting things. They pa.s.sed a pair of gorgeous blond identical twins who were dressed like complete s.l.u.ts, yet according to the board it looked like they had never had a s.e.xual thought in their lives. On the opposite end of the spectrum, they saw a cute 15 year old waif of a girl whose willingness, proclivities, and experience looked to be that of nymphomaniac.

Is that right? Is she ok? Jack asked.

Genie looked back at her. Yes, she's fine, although this society wouldn't think so.

What do you mean?

Well, she's happy, doing well in school and, regardless of what society might think, well adjusted. Those stats come from the fact that she is, how should I put this, f.u.c.king her two older brothers seven ways from Sunday. The two of them combined can barely keep up with her, although they are quite 'up' for the challenge. They are being very discreet, and their parents have no clue. Her getting pregnant is a concern, although they are using condoms AND avoiding v.a.g.i.n.al intercourse during what she computes to be her fertile period, so the chances are very small.

Golly.

Although he noticed quite a few girls were attracted to him to a greater or lesser degree as they walked, neither the twins nor the little nympho had given him a second glance.

They finally made it to the first clothing store, a discount store where Jack bought several packs of underwear. He didn't find anything else there that he was interested in, so they moved on. The next store was more trendy but still reasonably priced, and with Genie's help he picked out a large arm-load of shorts, jeans, and casual slacks.

Well, time to head toward the dressing room," he said.

"Can I go with you?"

"Stores like this only allow one person back to a dressing room."

"Oh."

He could tell from her tone and her expression that she was disappointed. For a normal girl this would set off alarm klaxons in his head warning of extreme clinginess and possessiveness, but in this case it made Jack pleased. He found he wanted her back there with him, too. "Hmmm. Well, can you make yourself invisible or something?"

She vanished.

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You could have at least made sure no one was looking, first! he exclaimed, looking around to see who noticed.

I did, Jack.

Oh. Sorry. Where are you.

Right here, she said, palming his a.s.s.

Hey! No fair! Using this mental speaking I can't tell where you are.

She just giggled and gave his c.o.c.k a quick, invisible caress through his shorts.

You are so going to pay for this.

Promise, master?

And so it was that Jack arrived at the dressing room attendant's station with a partial hard on. The attendant on duty turned out to be a curvaceous, vivacious medium-skinned African-American beauty, whose tote board, while not having quite the stats of the little nympho's outside, was still quite impressive. He was also intrigued to see her arousal and attraction start to rise as he approached, then spike when she noticed the large bulge in his shorts. He was embarra.s.sed, but also excited as it was obvious she liked what she saw. Apparently noticing this, and deciding to give her more of show, Genie lightly caressed his c.o.c.k through his shorts, causing the bulge to grow. It was all Jack could do to keep a calm face.