At my last pistol permit refresher course there was a well endowed young lady dressed to flaunt what she has. Before the live-fire segment of the course I suggested I had a top out in my truck that buttoned to the neck and that I'd be more than happy to lend to her. She gave me a smart-aѕѕed refusal and I just grinned at her.
The very first empty stuck between her boobs and sizzled. I offered the shirt because I know how it feels. I learned the hard way too. No, I didn't offer again.
