I only had 5 buttons closed, so when I walked you got a good look at my legs and if I bent down, you could get a great shot of my tits. It was just be...ore Valentines day last year and we went into Victorias Secret and there were quite a few guys shopping for their girlfriends and wives. I selected a few pieces of lingerie and went into the dressing room and as I tried them on, I would come out of the dressing room to show my husband and after the second time I did this there were 4 guys all. Her white bra visible beneath the tshirt and her voluptuous tits protruding. Quite a lot for a young fellow like me to take in. I could smell her perfume, it was strong. She babbled on about shit for the next 15 mins, I had little interest except to look at the fine tits and imagine myself having a good time playing with them. Soon enough she left, again I was left to drink some more and perv over the sex acts that were ongoing around the place.About an hour later Sonia arrived again. No. I hated to thinkthose clothes were her normal attire. Her vampish make-up and herharlot-red lips and nails accentuated the look. She didn't care aboutmodesty either. God knows she was showing enough flesh: her arms andshoulders, her cleavage, her midriff, her legs - but she sat with herlegs apart, not caring what anybody might see!I found myself pitying her if anything. She obviously had a horribleupbringing - probably coming from a broken home, unlike me. Her voicewas loud and brash and. .I don't spend my nights off at home; hell, I don't even spend them in my home town. I'll drive thirty, forty miles out of the way to have my fun. I don't go to clubs, or bars. I don't go out and crash parties, or get shit-faced drunk and whore myself out to the first guy to pick me up off the ground.I go to convenience stores. Small, quiet, off the main roads, hardly any traffic. No cameras, no managers. Just one bored, lonely young man standing behind the counter, wasting time away on his.