The power of the Rolex and its effect on Women
Only yesterday I decided to take the afternoon off after lunch to do a bit of shopping.
Being a weekday, the mall was less crowded so i decided to do some lingerie shopping for the wife's upcoming birthday.
Im usually not comfortable with this sorta activity so figured a Monday afternoon would be the most discrete time to do it.
So i rock up into La Senza and was snooping around trying to get my head round the variety for sale.
Out of the blue this hot sales girls that was prolly in her mid 20s comes up with the usual "can i help you tone?"
She was of petite build, wearing a tiny cardigan and in skin tight pants.
Distracted by her good looks for a few secs, I was explaining to her my situation of shopping for the wife and how clueless i was with the merchandise that was laid before me.
She must've been death the whole time I was saying it because they entire time, her eyes were fixated on my shiny
Rolex Daytona"oh what a lucky girl she is" she almost to herself mumbles softly. Then she invites me to the back of the store which she ensures me has the "latest release" of ladies underwear which she wants to show me....
Sensing that this was rather unorthodox, I took a quick look around the store and realized that there were no other customers or staff around.
So, sensing how harmless this could be I proceeded to follow the lovely girl to the back room.
As soon as we were out of public vision she grabs my left hand, with her palm around my Daytona and whispers to me "mmmm i love Rolex" and to my horror started to unbuckle my pants...
That's when i took a quick glance my Daytona to look at the time and realized the lack of date function in this overpriced hunk of steel... and then i suddenly remembered that it was April 1st
