[ModelT-MsDollie]

People Watching part #5 _____B(.)(.)BY WATCHING MEMORIES
---There are many more stories and many more strange people in the parking lots and the isles of the BIG BOX and the other stores in Boonieville, Florida. Many are similar. Since my last story was about my favorite people watching pastime, boobies, I remembered an old parking lot booby story, both humorous and sexy. This is a very short story. One that happened back home in Central Illinois at our local Kroger grocery store. The year could have been 1975. But I will just say it was mid to late 70’s. This was the only other period of our lives that we had pickup trucks. And I distinctly remember sitting in a pickup. Coulda been our red 1975 or our metallic honey gold 1977.
---But, as my stories often, well usually, go, I will begin with some facts and questions having nothing to do with the bare bouncing boobies I am about to tell about. Aaaaw shucks, I gave away the punch line. Almost like sayin the Butler did it! As this tale resurfaced in my deteriorating brain, other pictures also emerged. I saw few, if any, obese people in my past. Even back in dear ole High School, a large class, I can not remember more than a dozen fat students, teachers, or parents.
---Fast forward, or backward, to that afternoon in the grocery store parking lot, and the same picture came up. Slim thru stocky men, women, and children. Not one fat assed slob can I remember. Also, do you remember handicapped parking spots back in the 70’s and 80’s? Not where we lived! Was it microwaves, margarine, fast food, all those electronic devices like TV’s and video games that changed healthy bodies into oozing pathetic diabetic creatures? Makes ya wonder as you wander through the parking lots and isles of stores today.
---Anyway, the scene in the Kroger parking lot was of people actually walking and running back and forth before my eyes. People parking between the lines, not on them. The parking lot was smaller also. No handicapped areas. Not a bunch of zigzag lines and signs saying don’t do this or that. Maybe 200 car spaces total for the grocery store and the large furniture store in the brick wall surrounded corner lot.
---My favorite people watching space was to back in at the side spaces on the West side of the paved lot. From there I could watch everyone coming and going, even the entrance to the grocery store. I believe even back in my younger days, Dollie preferred me to “keep my ass in the truck” as she so fondly said now and then. Since she has always been the boss of me, I obeyed.
---It was a hot Summer afternoon. I dropped the love of my life off at the entrance to the Kroger store and backed into a center spot along the low brick wall. Not many people parked in this area. Most parked closer to the entrance in the center of the lot. Again, I was listening to my favorite tunes on the local Rock-n-Roll / Country station. People watching was boring. People dressed casually, like you would expect for the 70’s. Gals did wear short shorts and halter tops during summers. Halter tops were those things that looked like swimsuit tops, leaving various amounts of breast uncovered. Dollie and many young girls and women wore those in the 70’s and 80’s.
--- I occasionally looked up and out as a cutie walked too or froe, hither and yon. Well, in and out of the store.
This would be the time to tell about the target car. It was an average sedan parked directly across the isle from my truck. I didn’t know this was my target vehicle at the time. Two ladies (women) in their late 50’s… old women to me at the time…. came running out from the store to that car. I remember them both wearing shorts. Don’t remember how short because this had nothing to do with why I remembered this brief encounter. From what I do remember, they both wore halter tops with ample amounts of titties protruding. In fact, this is why I write the story. It seems their nice sized mammary glands were of the pendulous, soft, maybe mushy variety. As they both ran my way, those boobs bounced completely out of their respective hiding places which had been partially within those halter tops.
---Woman #1 stopped and placed her udders back in her top. But, as she saw me glancing… okay staring… she began running again to catch up with woman #2 who was watching me watching her boobs bouncing freely in the wind. By an act of gravity and other phenomena that I do not know or don’t care about, woman #1’s hooters once again emerged, jiggled, and shook from side to side…possibly up and down also. This event only took minutes. Both ladies, now laughing hysterically, jumped into the car… the target vehicle ….. waved, and left. In an act of kindness, I waved back.
--- I sat there dumbfounded, amused, and probably aroused, waiting for Dollie to bring out our groceries. As I loaded them into the pickup truck, I told her what had happened. Of course, being a woman, she wanted to know if it thrilled me. “Well, no dear, they were old women!”
Actually I did tell her how exciting the little show was. Must have been. I remember it to this day! Keep watching, keep waiting, there are many “MsDollie’s” out there in the real world teasin and pleasing anyone lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time……………
And all you sexy females, you can put smiles on the faces, and erections in the jeans, of many men just by dressing sexy and showing us what you’ve got.
Accidents can happen and memories last a lifetime. LIVE, LOVE, LAUGH.