We'll Have A Three-Way Out Here...

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Date: 18 November 2003 11:11:13

When I worked here years ago, I was selling clothes to little teen girls, their mothers, and their sweet little grandmothers who'd wander over to my dressing rooms from the next department.

The dressing area was like a large lounge, lots of seating for the waiting friends. There was a button to push in each dressing cubicle to summon me if the customer needed help. This was probably because the dimensions were set up for the elderly with walkers, and for folks in wheelchairs.

I'd escort them in, and among the other chit-chat I'd include a reminder that I had a big three-way mirror nearby if they wanted to get the overall view of the outfit. As many formal gowns as I sold, that was important.

Now I work with men. Somehow confiding in a guy that I'll have a three-way available for him down the hall just doesn't come across the same way.

I no longer take as much pleasure as I used to in the big mirrors anyway. Too often these past days I have been innocently helping a customer, or even simply polishing the mirrors, when POW, I've caught a full-on look at my backside.

That's not a sight anyone needs to be surprised with.

I know beyond all doubt that God answers prayer, because when I was a perky little high school athlete I prayed for a butt. I had no behind, I had a "bad case of noassatall".

Heh. I've got one now. Thank You, Lord.