I went to target yesterday and a clean looking, tan lady was wearing a nice, light, blue dress. Very appropriate for summer. Then she walked up to the makeup area which is backlit. The light flooded her dress and made it nearly transparent. She had an amazing set of cheeks in a really nice pair of high rising, lacey booty huggers. Not your average undies, like lingerie style. Dark gray.
Though I am a Germanic Irishman, for a brief flash I felt different. To channel Marty: I felt like a strong Afro American, nurtured by my colonial house, primed from manual labors with a belly full of baked grass nutrients. I unintentionally let out a primal lust grunt, similar to the first bite of a sandwich after a long fast.
I played it off as a cough, but I couldn't stop my laser beam eyes from shooting incredible nastiness at her.
Indeed, the throb had begun.