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"Sure, let's blow this joint" I can't believe my luck And did she just emphasize the word blow?

"Let s from the locker room," she continues "I'll meet you out front"

I watch as she walks away, her perfect ass sashaying across the gy out with s from the locker roo there, carefully applying lipstick I feel like I'm on a roll, so I say, "I have an idea Let's count shoulders"

"What are you talking about?"

"Watchdirectly in front of her I start counting, tapping my shoulders first "One, two…" and then I move my hand to her shoulders, "Three, four" And now that I' and I've created an excuse to touch her—see what I just did?—I drape o"

She sive you credit You are bold I like that in a man"

Good At least she sees e difference between us, but it's no different fro less from the Lance Anders?" I reply

"How much woman can you handle?"

Holy shit The way she just asked thatthroat I can't even answer that question, so instead I smile and order an Uber for us She watches as I pull the app up on my phone

"What kind of ride are you? Long or short?" she asks

"I'est ride you'll ever need" Like I said, two can play this game

She raises an eyebrow and simply smiles

We take the Uber to Saks Fifth Avenue I figure I can't go wrong with this store—there's designer apparel at every level—shows, accessories, housewares, and e step out of the car, I see her face light up and I know I've definitelyas she walks at a fast clip to the woainst the floor She changed at the gyht black dress and heels, and honestly, I can't keep ye of clothes? I wonder to myself

"Here's what I' in the women's blouse section "What do you think of this one?"

I honestly think any fucking blouse would look a on her, but I simply say, "I like it"