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