The Lingerie Salesman's Worst Nightmare 〈Top 100 VALIDATED〉

Derek’s mouth opens. Closes. Opens again.

But her — the woman who walks in at 7:55 on a Friday night, ten minutes before closing — she’s different.

She then asks to try on a waspie corset, a sheer babydoll, and a leather garter belt — for the wake . the lingerie salesman's worst nightmare

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“I’m… very sorry for your loss.” Derek’s mouth opens

She doesn’t browse. She stares .

His manager will find him in the stockroom tomorrow, rocking back and forth, whispering: “She didn’t even want a gift receipt.” a sheer babydoll

“I need something for my husband’s funeral,” she says, flat as a mannequin’s face. “He liked red.”