Two ladies came down the canned-food aisle with a look of-well, dare I say longing?--at seeing me. My head began to whirl with fantasies of being kidnapped and taken to the No Tell Motel (with jacuzzi and HBO,) for a lost weekend of---insert fantasy here.
Hot blood coursed through my veins and music filled my heart to accompany the thoughts inside my head. Taking a deep breath, I stood bravely and waited for what was to happen next. They stopped so close I could hear their perfume. The brunette spoke in a low sultry voice.
"Hey, you're so tall. Will you get us two cans of asparagus from the top shelf?"
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