It was something I never seen in any of the previous video stores I have gone too. I was shocked. I turned away to leave the area and this man walked ...assed me.He was an ethnic man. Stood about 5'10 or 5'11, which was much taller than my 5'5 frame. Athletic build and looked to be in his mid to late 30s. Dressed nicely in khaki dress pants and a button-down shirt, very business like. As he walked passed I turned around and I watched him. He was walking past the booths, turning on each door. "But, just as a precaution..."Hutch picked up Mr. Wiggles, Heather's bear, and put it gently over Heather's eyes. Rather than blocking Heather's view, however, Mr. Wiggles simply gave her a cover to peek through without being detected."Hmmm, your roomie has a very nice rack."Heather felt his eye go directly to her breasts."Hey, buster, hands off the roommate. She's not your type." Oh, yeah, and what would be my type?"Kat laughed. "A girl with a rack like this!"With that, Kat grabbed the bottom. She had turned to me for guidance and if I couldn't...or wouldn't, fulfill that role she would find someone who gladly would. I've seen her flirt shamelessly right in front of me too many times. But not being cruel, it's simply her personality. I couldn't even mention my jealousy or she would say I'm too "possessive."...thank you, Miss Obvious. So I lie and tell her I don't mind her appalling flirtiness. We have always stressed honesty, so I was either painting myself into a corner or backing. All four were wearing denim skirts--though to his credit Danny was ignoring the little girls.She wouldn't be caught dead in a skirt as short as the woman was wearing, not on a day like this; the cold air would rush right up her legs. The little girls did look cute in their outfits. They were probably off to a day of day-care or something like that while their mother was busy.Danny had always seemed to have a fascination with skirts, especially the ones she wore. She'd worn a tight little.