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Dorian poked me in the breastbone. “Not with that attitude you can’t!”
An old man in a Giants jacket glared at Dorian in passing. That made me laugh just as hard as the attitude comment.
“And I suppose you’re an aficionado on public sex?”
“I wouldn’t go that far,” he said modestly. “But I’ve been known to dabble in the dark arts.” He waggled his fingers like a sorcerer.
“Well that’s a story I have to hear.”
He passed out a few more fliers while glancing over at me. Finally he decided that I could be trusted with his story.
“It was a dark and stormy night,” he said ominously.
“Oh come on, be serious!”
“I am!” he insisted. “It was pouring out. Worse than normal for the Pacific northwest. My girlfriend Heather was going shopping, and she wanted me to go with her. Someone to give opinions on everything she tried on.”
“Every boyfriend’s dream task.”
“Right. I was about as enthusiastic as you would expect. This was back when Heather still had a job, so she liked to go out and do things. Especially when the weather was bad. So I said yes, and we went to Target. She spent an hour trying on summer dresses while I played on my phone. But I was a good boyfriend and gave her my opinion on which dresses looked best.”
“I thought this was supposed to be an erotic story,” I said.
He stepped closer and grinned. “The changing room attendant left to return the basket of tried-on clothes. When she did, I slipped into Heather’s changing room, locked the door, and hiked up her dress. While she stood against the wall I went down on her. Before the attendant returned her toes were curling and she clutched my head against her while she came.”
I blinked and cleared my throat. “That’s really hot.”
He got a distant look in his eyes. “It was.”
The crowd of pedestrians was beginning to thin, so Dorian and I spread out a little more. I walked forward until I was in front of the Apple store and began handing out fliers, but my heart wasn’t in it.
All I could think about was Dorian’s handsome face pressed between someone’s legs. Which of course turned into my legs in my imagination, his tongue swirling and his lips sucking on my clit. Holy shit it was hot. In my imagination I grabbed hold of the back of his head, using his man-bun like a handle, and grinding against his face so he could shove his tongue deep inside my pussy…
“Hey!” some street performer yelled. He was over in a corner with a hat on the ground for tips, yelling at something beyond me.
I turned away from him and handed out more fliers to the people leaving the Apple store. Dorian was attractive, but I hadn’t pictured myself with him until that moment. He’d told me he just wanted a platonic female friend, and so I hadn’t even considered him for anything else. But now every time I glanced over at him I saw him in a new light. The way his designer t-shirt hugged his slender frame, especially when he extended his arm to hand someone a flier, showing off the corded muscle. The man-bun which I normally hated, but which he made look natural and sexy. And the silly, fun, dramatic personality that made the mundane task of handing out fliers feel a lot more enjoyable.
But he just wants to be friends…
“Bitch, I’m talking to you.”
I turned, and the street performer shoved me in the side, causing me to stumble into two pedestrians and drop my handful of fliers. They scattered to the wind.
The performer’s angry eyes locked onto mine with rage.
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Nadia
“Dude, what the hell?” I said to the street performer standing over me.
“I said this is my fucking block.” He gestured at his equipment, which looked like he did street magic. “When people see someone passing out fliers they walk faster. You’re fucking up my shit.”
I was caught off guard by his anger and physicality that I didn’t know what to say. Flustered for a moment, I managed to let out a squeaky, “Sorry, there’s no problem.”
He sidestepped over to my box of fliers and flipped it over like an angry chess player flipping the table. “Now there’s no problem.”
He was still rounding on me, hands in fists like he wasn’t done. I was just about to call out for help…
