re: Go to Walmart on College Dr if you want a sneak peak on socialism in Louisiana

Member the Service Merchandise that was located there before the Walmart? I member Service Merchandise. One day I went in to replace a watch battery. They couldn't service my watch or some bs, so they told me about the little shop right next door that could help me.

So I walked inside and asked if she could help me. It was a woman. A real woman. The kind of woman that you'll probably encounter only a few times in your life. She was a hot thin Persian looking woman. And it turned out she was horney.




She had big earrings and big bracelets. Long red finger nails. Wearing a dress not really appropriate for watch repair and jewelry. Tits squished together perfectly, like above. (And I swear to God that picture ain't far from the truth.)

I was probably just out of high school and she maybe 28 and was giving me looks I never received before.

I didn't do or say much of anything because I was a dumbass...and still am. I didn't realize what was going on until later that day. Those eyes looking up at me kept reappearing in my mind.

She was putting off a sexual vibe I haven't felt since that day. It wasn't just a vibe; it was a hormonal scent that hit me like humid air stepping off a plane in New Orleans.

She was just a bored, horney young woman sitting in that shop all alone, all day, every day.

She changed my watched battery with those lovely long nails, bracelets clanging on the glass and those tits in clear view and then she sent me on my way. She knew I wasn't up to the challenge. Few are.

C'est la vie

frick that Walmart.