The mall is crowded, filled with people rushing around. No one is smiling and I am beginning to feel depressed. I am shopping for a wedding gift for a special friend who I have known since my college days. She and her fiance are both good friends, but I am having trouble deciding what to buy. I'm sure they do not want another toaster, or a dreaded punch bowl.
I spot a small lingerie shop and decide to check it out. 'A sexy nightie might make a great gift,' I thought, 'Something to spice up their bedroom.'
As I walk into the shop, I notice that it was nearly empty. A couple off to the side looks at bras and panties.
I approach the saleswoman, glancing down at her name tag. Her low cut dress shows off a nice bit of cleavage. She catches me looking and smiles. I have no idea what her name is, my eyes drawn to the creamy curves of her lovely breasts.
"May I help you, sir?" she asks.
Looking at her name tag again, I answer, "Yes, Sabrina. I'm looking for a wedding gift for a very good friend who I have known for years."