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Subject: {ASSM} [birthday] "the Very Best" By Stasya T. Canine
Date: Fri, 21 Feb 2003 04:10:06 -0500
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The Very Best by: Stasya T.  Canine --

   All I wanted was a chocolate fix.  It was late.  So late that I didn't
have any choice but to go to Wal-Mart and buy whatever they had left.  Yes,
I *had it* that bad.

   Keys.  Fought off a dog who thought she should go for a three AM ride.
Got in car, and then it seemed as if every stoplight in the area was
against me.  Bright lights.  Good.  WM was open.  Be my normal luck if they
had decided to close for some reason.

   I shook my head as I remembered the last time I needed a fix.  I had
reached the checkout just as they shut it down for daily changeover. 
Luckily, the woman at the checkout had been understanding.  The twenty I
had handed her before I devoured the chocolate hadn't hurt.  Her particular
fix had been M&Ms so she had understood how I felt.

   I went through the regular candy section but didn't see anything that I
felt would cure my craving.  I wandered the store to see if they had
anything on sale.  They did.  Nothing really outstanding but I did notice a
large Nestle's Crunch that was sitting by itself.  Yeah!  I reached for it
and my hand closed on flesh.

   Huh?  Flesh?  Where's my Crunch Bar?

   The brain kicked into overdrive.  Finger type flesh.  Slender, warm...
About that time I realized they were attached to someone who was incredibly
patient.

   I couldn't help my long-suffering sigh as I let go.  "Sorry.  I guess
I'll have to settle for something else."

   A quiet giggle followed by "I thought *I* was the only one who had it
that bad," brought my head around.

   The first thing I noticed was that I didn't have to look down to see her
eyes.  Since I stand just a bit under six feet, that made her unusual
enough for me to take a second look.  Already filed away were the facts she
was another choco-nut in need of a fix and that she had a giggle that sent
shivers down my spine.  I wondered if I could get her to giggle again.

   I gaped.  Blue eyes were framed by bright red hair.  No makeup.  I
thought she was one of the most beautiful women I'd ever seen.

   I shook my head and tried to get it working again.  "Since I can't find
anything here, I guess I'll go look for some hot chocolate and then cook an
early breakfast."

   She laughed and then studied me thoughtfully.  "I'm Corine." She looked
me over.  When her eyes met mine again there was a twinkle in them.  "I
have some imported mix at my place.  Unfortunately, there's no real food in
the apartment.  I'm not a cook."

   "Timothy." That part of my reply was automatic.

   She stood there as if she was waiting for something more.  She quirked
her lips.  "Well?"

   I replayed her earlier words in my still befuddled mind.  Oh.  Really?
Smooth and fast, this one.  "I hope you don't mind if we go through the
pharmacy area on the way out.  I need to pick something up."

   Now it was her turn to look puzzled.

   I grinned as I offered her my arm.  "Condoms.  Any preferences?"

   Amazing.  She's even more beautiful when she blushes.

   She remembered she was holding the candy.  She brought it up, placed it
against my lips, and smiled knowingly.  "Only one type of condom I really
enjoy."

   I waited.

   "Installed."

   We linked arms and headed for the condom rack.  I grabbed a box at
random and we headed for the cashier.  The young woman at the checkout
couldn't understand what made us laugh so hard after I commented, "Nestle's
and condoms.  Unbeatable combination." --

   Stasya T.  Canine December 28, 2000



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