Ashley, by far the more shy of the two, couldn't help casting his eyes to the floor, avoiding the gaze of other shoppers - the shameful yet sinful pleasure of why they are there causing a thrill he was quickly becoming accustomed to. He brushed a strand of fallen, inky-black hair from his eyes, following after Leslie as he went towards the checkout. Once they'd paid, Ashley took the lead, heading towards the automatic door of the store. He glanced back to check Leslie was following.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>