I am shopping at Christmas time. I take my purchases up to the clerk and she is strikingly attractive, I was going to say beautiful but you would have to know me to know what I consider beautiful. 22 or 23, short hair, long arms and legs, to me a tightly bound chest is a turn on especially because I can see the bindings, she has on straight jeans and boots, blue eyes and a tattoo on her hand and her shoulder, and the daintiest collar you could pick, big dollar collar like a momma buys for her puppy. I am trembling while I try to talk to her, she stops and looks at me and says she is taken and points to her collar. I know she is taken I can see that I saw the collar it is just if for one minute she would want to talk with me and give me a chance to show her that I can take care of her probably far better than her current momma, considering the clothes she was wearing.

I can't stop thinking of her, she worked for the season only so I have no idea where she went so if a puppy dog is looking for a momma I am looking for a lost puppy. I can feed you and take care of you, I promise.

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