True story, but it's worth telling because this topic seems like the place to tell it
Many years ago I was dragged into Marks & Spencers by my wife during an olympic shopping session, part of which now demanded that I hung around while she chose a new bra.
So I was leaning on a pillar loaded down with bags like a third world donkey hoping the fire bell would ring and we could get the f**k outta there!
I can switch off at times like and stare into space in my own little world, and it just so happened that I found myself staring at this gorgeous young lady about 19 or 20yo who was buying panties.
She realised that I was staring straight at her and smiled, and remember that I was over twice her age with a beer belly and beard so it wasn't my good looks that made her smile! :rolleyes:
Then she started to hold the panties across her hips one at a time, and when my face lit up as she held some tiny lacey ones up, she smiled at me again and took them to the till.
It nearly made the day worthwhile.
Oh hell, I admit it, it DID make the day worthwhile !