She found a pair of pants that were too long, but the waist might fit. “Thanks for your help, Amy!”
“No problem, come again soon.”
Lauren left the store and walked once more across the cobblestones. Indian sex “Is there a fitting room?” she asked. The white numbers read 7:34. “Whoa!” she yelled, stumbling forward to the counter. “Hot out there?” asked the man behind the counter. “Coming right up.”
Lauren paid and went to stand at the pick-up counter, slowly swaying her bag back and forth, brushing it across her shins. It must be in her head. Lauren thought back to a horror movie she and Jake had watched some nights ago and decided she was being silly. She found a pair of pants that were too long, but the waist might fit. Her nametag read “Nina.” Jake passed the information check and filled out a few forms.
