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Yes
Date: 1/14/2015, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: Verbal, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories
get a sense of her eyes. All he saw was the glare of light in the lenses of her glasses, hiding them. He caught a glimpse of her lips, a hint of her cheek, the tender slope of her neck. She looked cute. She might be cute. He took a chance. “No popcorn?” he asked. She turned to look at him. “I’m sorry? I didn’t hear you.” The word cute was wholly inadequate. Almond eyes shone back at his own, deep seawater green eyes unmuted by her large black glasses. Their exact color did not remain constant but continually shifted, as if each passing thought brought some subtle new tint to it. Her lips were full, red, slightly open; he suddenly wanted to kiss her. “You don’t buy popcorn?” “No. Not today.” He heard her accent then. That trill in the “d.” What was it? Latino? Spanish? Mexican? He didn’t know much about languages. “Why do you ask me?” She regarded him coolly. He figured he had to get the next few words just right. Take a chance. He said, “You know. If you’re on a date. You buy a bag and share it with the person you are with.” “Popcorn is romantic?” This time it was the lilt of the “r” as she said “romantic.” Something deep within him stirred. He said, “No. Sharing a box of popcorn is romantic. It’s the sharing that does it. Don’t you think? Like, you know, passing the box back and forth. Or setting it between your chairs. Accidently touching hands as you reach down into the box.” She said, “Yes,” in that same lovely inflection. He felt a thrill. She was listening. He had a ...