Sometimes I would let Vicki go into a shop on her own and then watch from afar as other men checked her out. I enjoyed watching her walk through the store and seeing her ass sway back and forth. If Vicki saw a guy looking at her, she would find an excuse to bend over in front of them. The shops in Vegas turn their air conditioning on high causing some of them to be chilly which only served to make Vicki's nipples poke out through the thin fabric of her crop top.

There is something about a woman's nipples poking through her top that screams, "Look at me, look...