This is the first in a multi-part story. Thanks to all who voted for my first “Stacy the Asian Pharmacist” story. Hopefully you’ll like this too.

It’s after pharmacy hours in the local community store, and Stacy, the cute Vietnamese pharmacist, is shopping in the deserted medicine aisles for tampons. It’s not that time of month yet, but she’s been very moist. It’s Halloween eve, and Stacy has to get home to her husband and kids. She’s wearing a “Little Red Riding Hood” outfit: mini-cape with hood, short red skirt revealing her smooth, slender legs wrapped snugly in black come-fuck-me boots. She has on a white blouse with cute, poofy shoulders. Her raven-dark hair is shoulder-length and straight, and at 5’4″, she looks absolutely fuckable.

As Stacy looks through the aisles near the pharmacy doors(which should have been locked by now, but aren’t because one of the managers forgot), a bunch of six half-drunk college guys come in. They immediately take notice of Stacy, and she tries to ignore them, even though her ears prick up as one of them realizes what her costume is and loudly mentions how he’d like to “fill her basket”. Stacy’s heard the comment several times today. Part of her wants to groan at it, but inside she’s secretly flattered; it’s nice that in her late twenties, she can still be admired by school-age guys.