Therewas no hiding the douche kit or the package of panty liners. He wasvery uncomfortable just being in the feminine hygiene aisle. Hecircled the a...rea several times waiting for two women to leave. He hadto really look to find the box marked "Bulb Syringe," open it to makesure it was pink. He looked nervously around as he did that makingsure no one saw him. His face flushed brighter as he noticed thecamera dome above the aisle. Adding to his humiliation the clerk atthe cosmetics aisle. ”“Yeah, I know. She tells me that. Everybody tells me that.”“She’s very cute. And I could tell she’s smart, too.”“Yes, she’s very smart. Possibly too smart.”“Well, she’s smart enough to pick a good boyfriend. You are a good guy. I’m sure you treat her right.”“Yes, I have no choice. I don’t dare lose her, I’ll never find another like her, I know.”“Well, just treat her right, and maybe she’ll stick around.”“Yeah.”“If I was twenty years younger ... I’d be fighting you tooth and nail for her.”“Heh.. .As we all live in same town we were together at my cousins place(so my house was empty).As the days passed and my lust was growing for her she started noticing me looking at her, but nothing happened I would never leave a glimpse of her cleavage or lovely ass.Then one day we finally got a chance..I went to shopping with her alone..While coming back as we entered the car something went into her eyes…Me showing concern started blowing her eyes..But I never realised that we came so close to each. I returned to my endless mound of homework, and Tran to her GEDstudies. I had just finished my umpteenth follow-up call onTranssexual Sex Worker interviews when the phone rang."Let's screen it," I advised. It was Rick, who left a messageranting at us about messing up his and Randy's heads at thehockey game, and then finished up with a demand that I call."How to Win Friends and Influence People," I remarkedsarcastically, and Tran snorted in agreement. As we rewound thetape, the phone rang again..