It was just another day in Top Drawers, when...

“Yo, how come chicks act like that? I'm being real," Tommy James said. "Some chicks in my travels act real... promiscuous, then are on their best behavior afterwards. Why?"

"You still don't know the answer? Oh, you basic boy..." Ken-Ken said, shaking his head. "You heard the phrase 'Lady in the Streets, but Freak in the Sheets?"

"Yeah."

"There's your answer. For most. Most. Some ain't no good, Thomas," He said.

Tommy looked at Ari, then looked at Ken-Ken.

"Ken-Ken, how do you know this stuff and be..."

"Gay? It ain't that hard to figure out, Thomas. You just have to pay attention," he said, shrugging. The door opened, with the pleasant ding attached to it. A very petite, but fit woman walked in with a very pretty smile was talking to Tasha. She was motioning to Tommy.

"Hello, Tasha said to go to you for assistance?"

Being one of the only males that work at Top Drawers, Tommy James smoothly said to her, "Yeah, what can I help you with?"

"My and my boyfriend's anniversary is coming up like real soon. I want to... surprise him. From a male point of view, what should I get?"

"Okay, before I go... What is your name and what is your boyfriend's name? I do not have an ulterior motive, but this needs to be personalized," Tommy said.

"My name is Kacy. My boyfriend's name is Trevor."

"Awww. Pretty names. Ok, Kacy, I'm guessing B-Cup? Am I wrong?"

"Correct. Breast man?" Kacey said.

"Ehhh, kinda. The matching sets are over there," Tommy pointed her in the right direction. "What's your boyfriend into?"

"My ass," Kacey said.

"Haha. Blunt. And really helpful. And kind of cute, if I do say so myself." Tommy said, smiling. Kacey smiled back. "I'll be over there if you need any assistance, Miss Kacy. Oh, and I would go thongs. Basic colors. Black, blue, maybe a feminine pink. Your body is fit yet has a few curves to it. I say tease him with those cheeks of yours." Tommy said, softly.

"Thanks," Kacey said.

Kacey walked away to browse. Tommy couldn't believe he flirted with her. Was that wrong? But she was so cute, in a sweetheart type of way to him. Meanwhile... the door opened again.

DING.

Tommy James immediately recognized her face and body. She picked him out immediately.

"Thomas James. You remember me?"

"Always," Tommy said with a smile.

The reason he said that is because Tommy James has another weakness: Latinas. When he looks at them, he thinks they are arguably the most appetizing, sexiest beings on Earth. He was so into them that he took about three or four years' worth of Spanish. The following is simply a back story of how Tommy liked Latinas.

Tommy James had second period computer class with her. At the time, Tommy was a year under her. She was a junior. Tommy was a sophomore, at sixteen. She had braces when she smiled. When Tommy first looked at her face, he couldn't even look at her, because he thought she was so hot. When Tommy looked at her body every day, she was already in her “blooming” state, so to speak. She may have had a somewhat awkward face, but Tommy thought we all did at some point. She was cute. Tommy could not look in her eyes. He thought he might have looked in them maybe once or twice and noticed she had gray eyes. Her body was a busty body, but she was petite with curves as well. Almost every time she picked something up, her ample cleavage showed. Tommy looked. Tommy stared at that lovely chest lustily. In almost every top she wore, her breasts got accentuated. She was a short girl. But for a short girl, she had a good figure. As for the lower part of her figure, Tommy checked out a lot. Every time her top rode up, his eyes ogled. Every time she sat down, his eyes watched her tight cheeks as she sat down. She did not really have a big butt, but she had a nice one for her height. More of a bubble butt, if you will. Occasionally, her bare butt crack would play peek-a-boo with Tommy's eyes. Her name was...

"Alex. Of course. How could I not forget?" Tommy said.

"A little birdie told me you worked here and are quite the salesman."

"Who told you that, Alejandra?" Tommy said, tilting his head with his best Latin accent.

Every time Tommy heard her name, there was this feeling. Especially her full name: Alejandra.

"Don't worry about it. I'm in need of undergarments."

"Boyfriend, side piece, or for yourself?" Tommy said.

Meanwhile, Ken-Ken was looking on with the others.

"Ooh, girl, this is getting good! He might be all right."

Ari side-eyed him and said to him, "You just love to start drama, do you? Do you?"

"Hell yeah," Ken-Ken said.

"Boyfriend," Alex said.

"Hmm. I got you," Tommy said, nodding.

"Ok. What's my bra size?" Alex said, showing her generous cleavage.

"C-Cup. Next."

"Damn, you're good."

"Why, thank you," Tommy said.

"What would you recommend? Panties wise?"

"Now, for you... lace. Lace is sexy yet regal. Go for it. C-cups are over there," Tommy said, pointing.

"You're a sweetheart," Alex said, touching his cheek, then walking away. Tommy sighed deeply. He walked past the dressing rooms, where he heard faintly: "You like what you see? Hmm?"

Then a butt slap. He knew an ass slap when he heard it. The door was slightly ajar. It was Kacy looking back at it. Tommy watched, slightly taken aback.

"Sorry. So, how do I look?"

Then he remembered what Ken-Ken told him and simply gave her a thumbs up and a smile.

"Oh, Tommy, dear..." Alex said from the next room.

Tommy sighed. He walked to the next room. The door was open. She had on a purple lace bra and matching panties.

"How do I look?"

"You look good. You look good," Tommy replied.

Alex then beckoned for Tommy to come closer.

"How good?"

She then shook her ass, showing her treasure, fondling it a little. Tommy James quickly had an erection. She felt him up.

"Ooh... you got a big one, don't you? If I wasn't married..."

"Wait, but you said..." Tommy said.

"Boyfriends can turn out to be husbands, hmm?"

Alex went to the check-out, smiling.

"Remember what I said, Thomas?" Ken-Ken said.

Ari said to me, with a smile, in a teaching tone, "It's ok, Thomas. You learned a valuable lesson. Be professional. Don't flirt with the customers."

"Good to know. Especially those two," Tommy said.

"You'd be surprised by who walks through here. You'd be surprised," Ari said. "Panties?"

"Why the hell not?"

She flashed him her red panties and once again, Tommy James' mind went wild.