<div class="floatright">(http://www.socal-coeds.com/mfhm/v3/02/hollyhalston/01.jpg)</div><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Marrion Fedder</span></strong></div><br/>Marrion was in the back of the shop getting things ready for the evening's meeting when she heard the door go. She quickly popped back in. This time of day it was unlikely that school kids would try and sneak in to the shop, but you still got the occasional truant. But the customer was a slightly nervous and really gorgeous looking red headed woman. Marion put on her best smile and swaggered confidently out into the shop, making sure that the bead curtain between the specialist area and the more general part of the shop rattled. Customers hated it when they were snuck up on, and if they were already nervous it could cause them to bolt, often still holding whatever they had been looking at. Or worse, they might drop something to the floor and some of the items in the shop were quite breakable.<br/><br/>Marion made enough noise as she entered to attract the woman's attention, and smiled warmly at her. "Good morning... Or is it afternoon already? I loose track of time sometimes. Anyway, how can I help?" She glanced at the sexy camisole top and shorts set that the woman was holding up and nodded. "That's a very attractive little number. Do you mind if I ask, is it for yourself? If you would like to try it on, I do ask that you keep your panties on for hygiene reasons, but there are fitting rooms just there." The shopkeeper indicated the two small curtained alcoves with an open handed wave.<br/><br/>"If there is anything else I can help you with, please do ask." She nodded wisely and then moved to sit back behind the front desk where the till was, next to the locked cabinet that contained the various aphrodisiacs that she was allowed to sell in small doses.