Car-Bike Show and Swap Meet Vendors.
'Pasties and G-strings.'
Many places have events such as this. A monthly car show consisting of antique cars, street rods, muscle cars, etc. along with a large used parts swap meet. Woopie, held in an old fair grounds... coincidentally at Woopie, Florida, is well known by car guys.
This evolved into a bike show and biker parts swap meet since there are many bikers in central Florida. In time, shit happened. The originators and the car show-swap meet portion was moved to another fairground only miles North.
Surprisingly, the motorcycle swap meet and show remained and got much larger. It also began having car shows. Both events are now held, as before, once a month, Sadly at the same time. We'd switch between them. So large, it is impossible to attend both in one day. Found that out soon!
As with most car swap meets, vendors appeared selling craft items, flowers and shrubs, new reproduction car and bike parts, and clothing. At first it seemed to be automotive related clothing... T-shirts, racing jackets, etc. Same with the motorcycle apparel. Somewhere along the line, sexy ladies clothes appeared.
While I'd shop for a motorcycle T-shirt or a hotrod shirt, Dollie was wandering through bikinis, mini skirts, and see through tops. I always enjoyed this too because she often wanted to try on her latest discovery.
Swap meet vendors do not have fancy dressing rooms. They often do have clothes racks to stand behind to be partially hidden, but rarely completely. Those utility trailers or cube vans that they brought their treasures in worked as make-shift dressing rooms.
Vendors were, most times, willing to help Dollie find her a changing area. Mostly because she'd model her latest find right in front of anyone within site. Free modeling for more sales! Lots of good clothing buys. Lots of useless crap over the years.
Dollie regularly bought leather or vinyl biker type clothing and lacy undergarments from the same older woman vendor. As often happens, she'd get a discount. One time, the vendor lady told Dollie she had a gift for her if she could feel her bare titties.
I believe Dollie said "please hold my titties."
Then the older lady showed Dollie several colors and styles of pasties and matching thong or G-string bottoms. All nicely sealed in bubble-type containers. Dollie accepted a pretty blue set. Never wore them.
But a few months later, Dollie bought some more clothes she just had to have for an upcoming party or bike event. This time she graciously accepted a red set of pasties and G-string.
Dollie always said "someday I'll wear these things. Please hold my titties again just for fun."