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- They were out of instant pudding mix. She shrugged her shoulders and
- began walking out of the store. But a cute hunk of a checker
- caught her eye at checkstand 4. She sauntered over, deftly snapping
- up a pack of Juicy Fruits out of the rack along the way. She gingerly
- placed the pack down on his conveyor belt and it inexorably rolled up
- to his waist.
-
- He looked up as she did and their eyes held each other just a little
- too long, self-consciously. He smiled at her and she felt a little
- embarassed. So she looked down and smiled, brushing the bangs out
- of her eyes as she looked up again.
-
- He turned his attention to the pack of Juicy Fruits. As he picked
- it up and swiped it across the barcode reader, she could see his
- rather muscular hand ever so gently squeezing the pack. She then
- pretended the totals display was the center of her attention by looking
- up at it, but she could care less how much the cost was. She could
- feel him pretending not to watch her, and her cheeks flushed red with
- that knowledge. As the numbers flashed on the display, she reached
- into the back pocket of her tight-fitting jeans and pulled out her
- coin purse.
-
- She then noticed that he was standing there absentmindedly gripping
- the pack with his thumb and forefinger of his right hand, moving it
- up and down the pack, smoothing out the slight crease he had put in it.
- She had become somewhat mezmerized by this motion he was making; he
- noticed her interest. She shook her head a little to snap herself
- out of it.
-
- As she handed over the coins and withdrew her hand, her fingernails
- brushed against the palm of his hand. This was partly accidental, partly
- her intention. His hand trembled a little with this exquisite sensation.
- He handed back her change and the receipt and made sure his fingertips
- brushed the inside of her upturned palm, too. Her face broke into a
- wide smile as he did this, and she bit her lower lip to try to hide her
- smile at this gesture.
-
- She turned to leave and just as abruptly turned back around holding the
- pack and said, "Do you want a stick?" At first, he wasn't sure if he
- had heard her correctly. Then he smiled and said, "Yeah, sure". There
- was no one else in line.
-
- At first she had problems starting the pull-tear that would uncap the
- pack. He noticed her difficulty and said, "Here, let me help." He
- reached over and held her hand holding the pack and used his other
- hand to start the tear-cord. She noticed his hand over hers was so
- much bigger than her own, but it was warm and soft. She had leaned
- over toward him during this operation, intently watching him pick at
- the tear-cord, and the ends of her soft hair were dancing on his forearm
- sending warm sensuous waves through his neck and shoulders. He could
- smell a wonderful fragrance around her, of clean soap and lilacs. He
- wondered what it would be like to nuzzle the back of her ear.
-
- He withdrew a stick and handed it to her. Then he took one for himself.
- At that moment, he realized that he was still holding her hand, and he
- let his fingertips "accidentally" glide down the back of her hand as his
- hand fell away. He popped the stick in his mouth and began chewing.
- She did the same. She stuffed the pack into the pocket of her jeans;
- he noticed how tight they were.
-
- She smiled and said thanks and out of shyness again started to walk
- away. He smiled and watched her as she left and said, "Come by again
- anytime you need help opening something up."
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