It all started one morning when I met a man, Mr. Jenkins, at the mall. I was in Forever 21 looking at clothes. He commented on how I looked too young to be shopping there. I told him my age and he was surprised. We talked a bit and he asked me if I would help him buy some clothes for his 14 year old niece who was coming to live with him soon. He said he would pay me for my time and buy me lunch. I was up for some fun so I agreed and we started shopping. He suggested that we have a little fun and pretend that I really was his 14 year old niece, I agreed.

Mr. Jenkins, or Uncle Jack as he asked me to call him, had created an entire back-story for me. I was a 14-year-old orphan who had just moved into town to live with her uncle after her parents tragically passed away. I had to play along and acted the part of a young girl with innocence and curiosity. I am very petite and always being mistaken for a much younger girl, always asked for my I.D. in bars and if buying alcohol in stores and a lot of times refused.

We shopped for several complete outfits, shoes, socks, dresses, no jeans or pants and underwear. 'Uncle Jack's’ taste ran to young looking clothes for his niece and in each store we entered he looked for an older sales lady to help us. A few times I picked up something I though a teenage girl would like and each time 'Uncle Jack', in a stern voice and in front of the sales lady or other customers, would tell me no and to put it back. “Put that back young lady.” That was a bit embarrassing but I took it as part of the game. After trying on one of the new dresses 'Uncle Jack' suggested that I keep in on. I must admit that I started really feeling the part.

The most embarrassing thing was ‘Uncle Jack’ and the sales lady picking out my underwear as if I wasn’t there. Given my petite size, the young looking clothes we were buying, the young looking dress I was wearing and 'Uncle Jack's’ encouragement the sales lady walked us over to where they had the girl's cotton panties and training bras. She picked out a few pairs of panties with little colored flowers on them and matching training bras. ‘Uncle Jack’ was very pleased.

The sales lady looked over at me and said to ‘Uncle Jack’ that the old sneakers I was wearing didn’t go with my new dress or any of the new clothes we bought. ‘Uncle Jack’ asked her what she would recommend and she said follow me. She led us to the kid’s shoe section and on the way picked up some white knee socks and white ankle socks. She measured my feet and brought out a pair of black patent leather Mary Jane shoes with a perforated heart design on them.

I put the knee socks and the new shoes on and ‘Uncle Jack’ took me to lunch.