Saw a girl in Wal-Mart (yes, I go slumming sometimes, to see how the lower half lives) and she was cute!
When I saw her, she was pulling up her pants, and then she rubbed her hands over this incredibly shapely butt.
Females seem to have built-in radar, as if they can sense when someone is looking at them.

She turned and saw my eyes fixated on those twin mounds of loveliness and gave me a smile that warmed my heart! A genuine smile of happiness, not a reflexive smile or an obligatory smile.

Then her father turned, saw the interaction, and flipped out. I put on my most innocent face and did my best "Who, me?" imitation and continued walking.
Luckily, he was angry with me and not her.

With the economy the way it is, many single mothers are struggling, and some of these thrift shops are good places to meet women with young daughters.
Hook up with one and you have an instant family.