Her long brown hair swayed across her back. He watched her from the mall bench outside of DreamMaker's Lingerie Store. What a gorgeous smile! She was the one. There was something special about her, how she moved about the store, the choices she made. He had to get closer to her. She took her place in line. He got up and went inside the store. He brushed past her and browsed the bras and panties while keeping a watchful eye on her. The line moved too quickly. He'd lose her! He grabbed a beige bra and panty set that would fit Sara and barged past three women. He slammed his selection onto the cashier counter. I have to get out of here, fast.
"Hey!" one of the women protested.
"I'm in a hurry."
"Well, so are we! Get in the back of the line!"
Three hardly makes a line. The lead woman tapped her foot. He'd step on it, but he couldn't afford to waste the time. Bitch! I'd not consider her nor any of these losers. He ignored them and smacked crisp bills onto the counter. "Here!"
The saleswoman's face froze in shock. She rang up the sale and stuffed his purchase into a pink polka dotted bag. "Thank you for shopping at Dream Maker's."
"Yes. Yes. Thank you."
On his way out, two young women, working at the back of the store caught his attention. He'd come back for them. But this beauty was not to be missed.
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