So, from then on, every time I walked past him, I would stick out my chest so that he could catch a glimpse of my ample 32b breasts and I would sway m...y ass seductively, walking like a supermodel. He immediately noticed me and he kept giving me a wicked smile and in reply, I would lick my rosy lips and walk away. This went on for a couple of days but I was too scared to do anything further.Now, coming back to the story. I was feeling very kinky so I decided to wear really tight, short hotpants. She dressed for the heat, a pair of cut off denim shorts that she didn’t mind getting dirty and a similarly well-worn tee shirt over her Converse low tops. “Certainly not going to dress up for a “helper” I didn’t even ask for,” she thought when she remembered she wouldn’t be alone today.A quick bagel and some coffee, and she was well into unpacking some other boxes when the doorbell rang. It was still only a little past 8:30. “Early, too.” she thought. “What if I hadn’t been ready?” She wiped a. I stood up and could see a fellow backpacker laying on the trial, like a turtle on his back. I could see he was ok as I walked up to him. "are ya OK" I inquired. "Yes thats the second time I've tripped today and busted my ass" he said "Well maybe its a sign you need to stop for the night, come on over and join me here if ya like" He nodded his head and scrambled to his feet and came over to my fire and dropped his pack. " I can add some wood to the fire if ya wanna use it, that way it wont go. The chance of them giving their turn to an unpopular person is vanishingly remote because it implies the giver is of lower status than the pathetic loser.What were much harder for me to understand were the many bizarre, reality-bending, behaviors. How could several people honestly congratulate one of their number for having a great idea, when they'd all booed Person V down for suggesting the exact same idea a minute earlier?I realized that people truly don't notice the vast majority of what.