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Craig_Mercer

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Craig Mercer: Unofficial Retail Breast Specialist
« on: August 03, 2001, 12:07:00 AM »
Thursdays are typically excellent sighting days for me. Yesterday was no exception.

Rock and Roll Is Pretty Cool: The first beauty was in the store a good 45 minutes shopping for her boyfriend-Fuck-who was performing with his band this weekend at the shore. She had a beautiful thin hourglass figure accentuated by wide hips and a pert, heaving 32-D bust levitating out of her turqoise tank top. I told her I need to pick up an instrument if Rock girlfriends looked that good. She got giddy and notably flirtatious following my compliment (she nipped out about 4 different times during her stay BTW). I really need to speak up more often-huh?

Strapped: In the first sighting of note, a heavy, well built Italiana with no real bust-of note tries to match a pair of pants with a top she bought elsewhere. She's wearing a black T-shirt and jeans. My Spidey-sense told me something was going on there. I was told right, she cmes out in the club wear tight hip-huggers and a flimsy, low-cut tank top containing the most elaborately minimized boobs I've ever seen. The minimizing bra was padded for comfort and wired at every joint, straps shoulder and back, all padded to avoid digging in, the connector at the back had 5 hooks in a one inch series alone (the whole thing wasnt visible). All this strapping, wiring and restraint, however pushed her boobs up halfway to her chin and formed an amzingly deep cleavage. Then she asks for my opinion. "Can't argue with those..." was my frank response.

Yes, the longer I work there the rawer my attitude gets. I'm now known at the store as the "breast specialist" my gracious female coworkers always grab me whenever a customer  asks the inevitable "Does this make my boobs look too big?"

What A Difference a Bra Makes: A frequent customer I always look forward to is a big eyed young West Indian woman with dreadlocks,
5'8", 100 pounds soaking wet, and DD-cups that typically droop down to her waist. She invariably draws stares from other woman customers each time she visits. She threatened to stop shopping there about two weeks ago when she couldnt return a final sale halter top. She begged and pleaded and complained how "It won't fit my chest, they fall out of the bottom !" to no avail. She apparently solved the problem and shelled out the $40 or so for a decent bra. She was delightfully lifted and shaped into two perfect large grapefruit (you know, like they serve at brunch at the Four Seasons) spheres. Kudos.

Suburban Brick-House: The last remarkable sighting of the evning was another frequent customer who I've always admired as unusually thick and stacked for a white girl. This big, bouncy buxom lass is a fixture on the club scene and always shops with two flamboyantly gay male friends. Her thick waist seems absolutely slender in comparison to her 38" hips and 36-D pushing DD chest. Her breasts arent huge but incredibly pert as they were tucked into a red wrap-around halter and demi-pushup bra. The most amazing thing is no only were they perky, not only was she nipping out, but she was "puffy" in the areola department as well. Imagine a cake, the icing on the cake, and a cherry on top of the icing. talk about boobs that just wont quit.

Let me backtrack and tell you about Monday's...

Big Hair, Huge Boobed Mother: On my lunch break I pass a mother of about 40 or 45 tall, well tanned and atheletic with a huge auburn perm piled high on her head and an enormous natural pillow of a bosom first packed into a fitted pink t-shirt then strapped into denim overalls. The sides of her boobs were bursting out at either side of the overall flap accenting the lacy panels of her bra. She actually looked like a refined Lulu Devine the boobs were that big just not as cartoonishly played up.  

Double-wide boobs?: Spotted this one actually a few months ago before I started posting here. She was a skinny, scholarly young lightskinned black woman with braided hair and dark hornrimmed glasses stylishly and demurely dressed in a large white t-shirt and lonf skirt. What drew my attention was her huge bust beneath the t-shirt as it didnt  protrude or sag as 99 percent of big bust sightings go (You know, they either jut out a foot or two or hang down to the waist or in a best case scenario, both). It appeared though, as if her F-cup boobs were bound as tightly as possible to her chest, then lifted and separated. Anyhow, if you can follow me, the effect was of a bust that was twice as wide as her torso. A bosom that pushed out to the left and right rather than straight out. Bizarre yet still incredible I saw her bouncing down a flight of stairs, she ran into an old friend on the landing and carried on a conversation for about 10 minutes which gave me an opportunity to figure out what was really going on.

My Job Sucks!  

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BillN

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Re: Craig Mercer: Unofficial Retail Breast Specialist
« Reply #1 on: August 03, 2001, 02:30:00 AM »
The other day I was driving down the interstate when I passed a car with one of those magnetic signs on the side door that read "Free Mamograms" and a phone number.  Maybe it's a franchise operation.

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sheber

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Re: Craig Mercer: Unofficial Retail Breast Specialist
« Reply #2 on: August 03, 2001, 03:32:00 AM »
Thanks for the sightings! I can't tell you how much I look forward to hearing about sightings across the nation, or the world for that matter. What really gets my goat, is when a friend, not more than ten feet away, says "You just missed one." Not saying another word about it. Whether they lack the ability or desire to recount the sighting is unknown. It's those missed opportunities that I could've seen that I find somewhat unsettling.
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