Cashier X Dummy Novels & Stories

When she saw that Xavia was from the same country, she asked, “Is your boyfriend in good shape?” Huh? Why was she asking such a question? Xavia was puzzled but she answered out of courtesy, “Yes, he’s pretty good.” He had a seventy-thirty ratio, broad shoulders, great abs, and he looked like a supermodel… The cashier understood. “Okay then, I’ll give you two more. Have a good day.” “Thank you.” Xavia carried the bag and left. After returning to the custom couple theme room that Bianca had arranged for her, Xavia headed to the kitchen. While she was sorting out the dishes, she saw the gifts that the cashier had packed for her — Durex condoms!

After a while she noticed the cashier whispering to her colleague while showing her the money. Monica chortled "I know.... I know..., you haven't seen such huge amount if money before in cash, don't worry I have lots of them, I am so rich." The cashier stood up looking more worried and disturbed "where did you get this money from ma'am?" Monica gasped "what silly question is that?" The cashier took a glance at her colleague who also stood up. "Your money is fake ma'am" the other cashier said. Monica grew very angry "are you nuts!"

After all, when Jaxon showed his membership card, the service assistant had just smiled softly and nodded before she raised her hand and gestured for them to go inside. Yara Couture was classified as an extremely high-end brand. The staff were always polite but never so humble. Why was she so respectful to Dustin? What was so exceptional about Dustin’s membership?

she repeated. The cashier hesitates, before looking back at her computer. She squinted her eyes and nodded. "It's been settled, ma'am. Paid in full. No balance remaining," she said. Calla was in a daze. "Ca–can I please know, by whom?" The cashier shook her head. "The person told us to keep him anonymous. I'm sorry," she muttered. Calla was about to press for more answers when she felt someone grab her arm. She looked down, and it was Eli.

The young man behind the cashier's desk looked confused about whose money he wanted to receive. Finally Rajesh gave in, he gave Praveen the opportunity to pay for their order. "How much is the total?" asked Praveen. "What table?" asked the cashier again. "Twelve!" instead Rajesh answered. The cashier stated the nominal figure for two cups of coffee and several pieces of cake that they had not touched. Even though he was a little surprised to hear the price, Praveen immediately took the money out of his wallet. "Just wait for the order, sir! It's not finished yet!"

He took out his black card and put it in front of her. The watchers were shocked to see one, it's one of the only five black cards in EastMall! surely this woman offended a big shot! The cashier's eyes widen in shock and fear also, her panic worsen that she accidentally tapped more zero than the real price. "Payment of 1,000,000.00 is successful! Thank you for shopping at EastMall!" That moment, everyone's eyes became very wide and some watchers couldn't help but give her a look of pity, she's about to be fired!

She nodded in affirmative and turned to the landlord, "How do you want it, E-money or cash?" Korina watched Daniella hand over the card to the cashier and looked at all the multiple shopping bags wondering who was going to carry them for her cause she sure ain't touching shit. "Is that all ma'am?" The cute asian lady behind the counter asked. "Errm, I think...I would ta...?" Korina hit Daniella cutting her sentence short, "That would be all."She nearly growled facing the cashier, she was never going shopping with Daniella ever again.

Without thinking, she tucked it under her arm, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and fear. As she approached the counter, her steps slowed, her heart pounding in her ears. The cashier, a woman with a knowing smirk, looked up, her eyes flicking to the items in Chloe's hands. Chloe forced a casual smile, her cheeks burning, as she placed the vibrator, dildo, lube, and teddy on the counter. The cashier rang up the purchases with efficient movements, her smirk never wavering. Chloe fumbled with her wallet, her hands shaking, as she paid, the transaction feeling both mundane and surreal.

I said in a calm voice. The cashier gave me a very long and demeaning look that let me know she would have probably insulted me if we’d met under different circumstances. She practically snatched my card from me, ran it through the card reader, looked at it before dumping my card back on the counter with a triumphant smile and proudly showing me the machine. “It says insufficient funds,” she said, her voice laced with mockery. “Our way less expensive dresses are over there at the back, or you can even go to our second hand store if that’s more your speed.”

He winked. “I’m sorry; but we have prior engagements.” I indicated Adam who was standing out by the car and waiting, his eyes focusing on the cashier and basically setting the man on fire through sheer willpower for conversing with me. The cashier’s face went sour at the decline then, his skin taking on a beat red tone. “Uppity foreigner bitches like are all the same.” He gave a dark laugh as he rang up the last item. “Total’s eighty two pounds even.” I handed him the card and tried to remain composed, reminding myself that I will more than likely never be seeing this man again. “I’m gonna need to see some ID. We can’t take credit wiping proof of ownership.”