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Selling nice butts...

Yesterday I decided I wanted to go for 'the search of the jeans'...

I have been postponing it for several weeks, but I closely watched my old one and noticed the very very used (not to say wasted) look of it.
I like jeans. It is very convenient, and any T will do on it.
The problem is: finding the right one... I figured that out years ago, and since then, if I find one that fits, I buy 2 or 3 of them.

I have been passing most shops in the last weeks, tried some trousers, but gave up on it.
I avoided Brooklyn in Gent, since I don't like the shop so much: the trousers are hung up in avery peculiar way, and somehow it scares the shit out of me seeing so many jeans in one row.
But then again, that many jeans could mean there is one that fits me.
So we walked in, and asked the shop girl to find me one in my size and my choice of color.

I must have tried like 14 of them. Then I started wondering why there are no normal jeans anymore. Like a 501, but one that fits my butt...
All of them had something not really attractive. (though my shopping pal decided that there was one that would attract women.)
14 pair later and not one that pleased me, we left the shop for WE.
S had seen one that was nice and cheap, and I could try it on. One never knows.

So we searched for it, thought 'let's try it' and came out of the pass room. And then suddenly something happened....
The jeans fitted. Pretty ok, even at my butt.
And then something else happened.
The shop girl looked at me, turned me around, and put her both hands on my bum, actually just grasped it...
That must have been the moment I was totally stunned, lost my words, and murmured something (whatever.)
'Well' she said 'that fits perfect.' 'Go down your knees' (which I did, I never recall going down on my knees for anyone for that matter..)
'Yep definitely perfect.' (she grasped my bum again) 'Look, all the boys are watching you.' 'Definitely a good buy. Especially at that price.'
I am pretty sure the guys didn't watch me, but rather the shop girl with her hands on me. (The sight of a woman holding another woman's bum is very very attractive to men, I found out in a former past.)

I got back into the fitting room, and sighed. This was not really happening to me.
I tried another one. Tried to see if she would fancy me again, but nothing happened anymore.
So definitely took the first jeans (hoping it has the same impact on the Beautiful Girl.
Went to pay for it in an instant.
For a second I thought of buying 2 of them as I always do.
But then I decided that it was a much better idea to come back next week. Try it on again while see is taking care of the fitting rooms.
You never know, you know. ;)

Okok, she might been a good sales person.
But heck, at 50 euro, a jeans that fits me, plus hands on me, I don't mind. At all.

*Straight girls, be aware! It is a fancy dark headed small girl, looking somewhat arabic in a way. (Gay girls: please don't all buy the same jeans!!! I don't want to find myself in the 'lesbian look-a-like' contest)

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