***Tracy***
How long had it been? Dave noticed that he was bouncing his knee again, a bad habit he had when being impatient since he was a kid. He quieted his leg mentally, then looked up from the game he was playing on his phone, trying hard to push down the annoyed look he knew was on his face.
Susan wasn’t anywhere to be seen, so at least she was in the changing room. The store was busy, but at least there wasn’t a line for the dressing rooms, yet.
The first few times he had been inside the lingerie store with his wife, then his girlfriend, he had gotten whiplash from watching all of the women browsing through sexy outfits, picking items to try on and heading into the back where his imagination would take over. Now though, he barely paid any attention to the clothes, or the patrons of the shop.
Dave leaned back in the chair, glanced at his watch. It had been only ten minutes since she had disappeared into one of the closet like cubicles with seven items to try on. Why seven? That was the max allowed at a time, she had to put things back just to be allowed in. This was going to be a long day.