The storefront overlooked 3rd street, on the opposite side of which was a small park that saw a steady stream of urbanites throughout the day. It was ...reat for people-watching, being positioned as it was just a couple of blocks from the university. She was a bit of a lurker, if she was being honest, perpetually on the outside looking in. The curse of the introvert, she supposed. Which this little adventure was meant to curb.After ordering her drink of choice, a cappuccino, and a pastry to give. My eyes nealy popped out of my head when I saw Pam, she was wearing a skirt and Tanned coloured Tights and a tight top that showed her amazing cleavege. I remembered the conversation I had with Pam a week ago about whenever she wears Tights she wears never wears underwear with them, my mind was going crazy!Lunchtime came and as usual Pam took the Workman downstairs to our Staffroom. The Shop was empty as always so I thought i’d try and spy on them and see what they were doing. As I got partway. In this story I shall try to explain why women do this, I have done it and will tell you how I felt before, during and after, and if I will continue to do it, but please, if you wish to comment please do so after the story not in a private mailing, as I dont really like that.Please read on and see if you like my theme and the fact that we do it.1. If you look carefully at pet lovers, what is it you notice first?2. Who was it that said, 'Women are a different species from men'?A couple of simple. I stood and shook his hand still befuddled as to what was going on."Mister Sherwood," he said "I am honored to finally meet you. I heard about your exploits in rescuing those eight girls and want to thank you personally. You may not know it but what you did resulted in the breakup of a major sex slave trafficking operation involving dozens of criminals. There were over two hundred children rescued as a result of your efforts." Well, thank you, Your Excellency. Once I discovered what was going.