The checkout person wasn't even there when I was done, so I remember standing in the lane waiting while grabbing and kneading my pee pee through the thin material. Finally after I was sufficiently hard, I went looking for someone. When he came out from one of the aisles he got a full view of my body, including my hardened pee pee. But all he said was "You're ready?", and I said yes. He walked right by not even minding the state of arousal I was in. I was so grateful that I got the same guy who helped me that night I wore those red panty shorts. I have a feeling he's gay, altho I'm not sure. But since he's already seen my pee pee in great detail, I knew there was no reason to feel nervous wearing such tight leggings.