A bakery owner hired a young female shop assistant who liked to wear very short skirts and thong panties.
One day a young man entered the store, glanced at the shop assistant, and scanned the loaves of bread set out behind the counter. Noting both her short skirt and the location of the raisin bread, he had a brilliant idea. "I'd like some raisin bread, please," he said.
The shop assistant nodded and climbed up a ladder to reach the raisin bread, which was on the topmost shelf. As he had hoped, her customer, standing almost directly beneath, was afforded an excellent view of her nether regions.
As soon as she had descended the ladder, he decided that he had better get two loaves. After the shop assistant set down the second loaf of bread on the counter, one of the other male customers realised what was going on, and requested his own loaf of raisin bread.
After making multiple trips up and down the ladder, the assistant was tired and irritated and began to wonder, 'Why all the unusual interest in the raisin bread?' Atop the ladder one more time, she looked down and glared at the men standing below.
At this point, she noticed an elderly man standing in the throng of customers who had so far been silent. Thinking that she might save herself another trip, she yelled at him, "Is it raisin for you too!?"
"N-not quite," stammered the old fellow in reply, “but it is quivering a little."
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