to be fairly tall, but it could have just been that she was slender. Her jeans were tight around her hips and her ass was firm from where I was standing--all in all, a very pleasing sight. She placed one pineapple after another into her cart before returning it to the shelf. I walked up next to her so she could see me—I didn’t want to startle her when I spoke. She turned, looked at me, and smiled. "Oh, damn!" I exclaimed. "What’s wrong?" "Well, when a beautiful young woman