Sat at the picnic table at the pub yesterday evening, having a drink and watching the band on a beautiful summer evening, when I was drawn to the young woman sat facing away from me on the table in front. Her skirt would have barely covered her standing up. But sat down, it didn't. So whenever she leaned forward to chat with her friends, I was treated to a different sort of show. I'm convinced she wasn't wearing knickers but wifey decided we weren't going to stop any longer to confirm my initial analysis...
