Dear Cashier at Shell Station,
Though I personally find myself often admiring the wardrobe of cleavage baring tank tops that you wear to work, and I greatly appreciate the kindness you show to my sons by giving them candy when we visit your store, I must make a request regarding this matter.
I recently began to notice an increased desire in my children to visit your establishment every time we get in the truck to go someplace. I found it odd that they would rather stop in for one piece of candy instead of going to McDonalds for an entire Happy Meal. Their eagerness caused me to take notice of exactly what happens when they come to collect their candy from you, and I believe I hit on the root of the problem when I realized that you have acquired the habit of bending over and hugging them to your chest after they've thanked you for their treat.
My suspicions were confirmed tonight when, just before bedtime, I overheard my eight year old tell his four year old brother, and I am quoting here, "My lips touched one of them today when she hugged me!"
It seems that in addition to the hugs and treats you've so generously been providing for my children, you've also succeeded in giving them quite a lesson in human anatomy. Namely, your anatomy. It's become clear to me that their obsession with you revolves completely around how close they can get to your breasts during the obligatory hug after treats are given.
While I do not wish to make you feel as if you need to cover up what I will admit is a beautiful bosom, I must ask that you no longer press my children's faces against it. Thank you in advance for your kind attention to this matter.
Laure