Nicholas waited outside the changing room and paid for the shoes while Serena tried on the hose. When he saw Serena emerge wearing the stockings and the heels he took the bag with the shoes she had worn and put  $50 in cash on the counter.<br/><br/>"I don't need a receipt," he said as Serena took his arm. He noted with great satisfaction the way she walked now, the way she looked at people. When they were well out of the store and near a bench he drew her down with him and looked at her until she turned to face him. There was a different look in her eyes, too, a questioning, aroused look that told him something was going on inside.<br/><br/>"You saw yourself, didn't you, in your new clothes and new shoes," he said, and it wasn't a question. "The woman who walked into this mall is different now. You were beautiful, inside and out, before, but now you're  alluring in a way that perhaps you've never imagined. Those women, Violet and Zoe, they each had their hands on you, didn't they? They admired you, admired your body."<br/><br/>Nicholas smiled and looked down at Serena's legs in her new hose, exposed two thirds of the way up her long thighs.<br/><br/>"I'll bet Zoe helped you on with the stockings. Didn't her hands feel good on your legs? Her touch, smoothing the stocking tops so high. Maybe you would have liked her to go higher with her soft fingers, I think she would have. I saw you look up her little dress, you liked what you saw. She looked up your skirt, too. I saw your face; you didn't feel vulnerable, you felt<em>good.</em>"<br/><br/>He stood.<br/><br/>"I think that's all the shopping we need to do today," he said. "Our science experiment is complete -- at least, the part that occurs here is. Now you need to see the new girl under the old blouse. I want to show her to you, I think you're going to love her." Nicholas rose and led Serena out of the mall to his car.<br/><br/>"I'll bring you back here when we're done," he said. "And you don't have to come with me; we're going to my flat. But what you need to see, you can't see here. And there's no need to be nervous; I would hope you would say that I've steered you pretty well today. I'm quite proud of you, and I think you are -- you should be -- proud of yourself. And I think now you're ready to see your new girl the completely alluring woman you've become, and I'm pretty sure you know that there is no one who will more appreciate the beauty you've become more than I."<br/><br/>He stood outside the passenger door of his car. This was to be no kidnapping, no coerced seduction. He wanted to see what he has wrought, certainly, and he wanted her to see and appreciate it too. But it had to be her choice, because there was no pleasure in force. She had to be in control, she had to<em>want</em>what he wanted to give her.<br/><br/>She'd felt Violet's hands on her breasts, he believed. And the way she and Zoe had walked out of that changing room, Serena must have been mightily aroused by the blonde girl. Her life had been boring; now she'd had a couple of hours of a mounting excitement. Would she want more?<br/><br/>He clicked the door unlocked and opened it and looked at Serena, a light smile on his face, his hand open in invitation.<br/><br/>"Will you come with me?" he asked quietly. "I'll have you back shortly."