Charity, looking for donations

The girl, though clearly in her early 20s, was dressed in a girl-scout uniform. Well, what might pass for one; it was hardly a normal scout uniform. A tight white vest held closed by a single over sized button struggled valiantly to contain her C-cup tits, over which was a red sash with several small patches sewn onto it, while the pleated khaki miniskirt barely manged to cover her twat. A khaki beret was jauntily pinned in her abundant curly red hair, and her footwear consisted of clear acrylic platform heels. She was holding a slim glossy catalog.

"Hi! I'm Charity, with the Stripper Scouts!" she announced. "Our troop is selling Stripper Scouts Cookies to pay for our trip to the annual Jamboree in Vegas. Would you like to order some? They're really tasty!"

John grinned, looking the woman up and down. "Are they as tasty as you?'' he asks.

She giggles and shifts her weight from one leg to the other, wiggling her tits at him.

"Well I like them," she said. "But you won't really know until you give ?em a taste. Most guys like the Nipple Nibbles. They're little shortbread cookies shaped like the nipples of Chesty McFee, the founder of the Stripper Scouts."

Charity opened up the catalog she held to show some color pictures of the cookies overlaying a black and white layout of a vintage porn star. The cookies were indeed identical to her nipples.

"Well, they do look tempting," John said. "Tell you what..."