I worked in a local grocery store as a stock boy for some time. It was off the ocean, and many times during the hot August days, women would come through wearing assorted cover-ups over their swimwear. Most you would look at and not give a second glance. Others had nice bodies, but covered them up. This one customer, however, never came in wearing swimwear, but very short mini skirts with high heels and tight tops. She was a lady that would sometimes bring in her children, and sometimes her husband. But, nonetheless, I loved her
