At least that never happens at Dollar General

Though I have been at this hobby for decades, I still can't comprehend the average girl as a dancer. Think Walmart. Better yet, think Dollar General. Now imagine that a handful of women at Dollar General were selected at random and dressed in lingerie that did nothing to flatter their figures or faces. That was the Raven this afternoon. Why?

I counted six dancers. Four were average in every respect except vocation. Not pretty. Not ugly. The sort of girl who anyplace else we're only likely remember for bad wardrobe choices. The sort we'd rather not see in skimpy attire. Plus, all were in the aged category. Not that it mattered by this point.

The other two were okay. Naturally, the one with the great face was the one whose figure didn't rate a second look. The sixth had great tits to go with her average face and otherwise average figure.