A mature woman with a bit of a belly and huge tits that sagged a little (but not too much). Her hair was tied up, possibly just out the shower. She st...ood for a while, looking out from her room. I thought this was too good to be true and that it would be over quickly. I hoped not. I have always fantasized about mature women from a young age. She lingered,,, I thought she must have known that she was clearly visible. Had she seen me? Was she enjoying this as much as I was? She posed, running. I'd push my cart to another section and keep an eye peeled. Sometimes they'd leave and I could move in, blockade the aisle, and sometimes after they left and before I could move in another dowager would drop anchor. Rarely did I find that aisle abandoned.I quickly rolled the cart into prime position, effectively blockading the aisle. And found to my delight all fresh merchandise. I'd not seen any of these items. Not a one. I was a half-hour in---my cart held a bevy of delightful fashions when I. I quickly paired up bras and babydolls with theirmatching panties--surprised and excited to see just how many pairs ofcrotchless panties were in her collection. She had chemises, camisoles,tap pants, and scores of panties in all colors and styles.One set caught my eye, completely mesmerizing me. It was a pink satinbabydoll with matching panties. The top was halter-style with asweetheart neckline and the front had a flyaway ruffled hem with a largesatin bow centered between the cups. The panties. It is Seattle but with all the dirt and crud removed. The lines are much sharper, the colors more vivid and there is a euphoria, an aliveness, that comes over me that is better than any drug or BTL chip can ever produce.I headed uptown and across the lines to the shining White Star. Instead of trying to go in the main entrance I went to the side and moved a star point out of the way and entered there. Many places in the Star are super-Iced but the records section where I was headed shouldn't be.