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touch her,” he assures me.  “What about the other one?”  Wow, he really is the biggest pervert I’ve ever met.  Don’t get me wrong - all guys are perverts, but Jude takes it to a whole other level.
         “Do whatever you want with the other one.”  I turn around and head to the door.  It’s time to finally sweep my dream girl off of her feet.
         “Hey, where are you going?”  Jude asks, following behind me.
         “It looks like they need help.”  Oh yeah, this is the best day of my life.
         I stop just outside the door, and watch her.  Whoa, she is absolutely breathtaking in the sunlight!.  She’s laughing about something, and I swear, it’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard.  I haven’t even touched her, yet, and I’m already pussy-whipped.  Jude comes through the door, not paying any attention to where he’s going, and slams into me.  It almost knocks me over.  “What the fuck, man!?”  I shout, causing Karma and her friends to look over at us.  Oh, this is a great way to start off.  Good going Trent, you dumbass!
         I walk over to Karma slowly, enjoying the view.  I stop a few feet away from her.  She has a large box in her arms.  “Do you need some help with that?”
         She blinks up at me, and her gray eyes widen.  She remember s me!  “Um – thanks, but I got it.”  She turns away from me, and I can smell her hair as it swings behind her.  It smells like vanilla and peaches.  My dick hardens instantly.  She doesn’t have a fucking clue, of the effect she has on me. 
         I follow behind her.  “At least let me get the door for you.”  I reach around her, inhaling her scent, like a fucking loser.  She turns her shoulder slightly, so that I can open the door.
         She presses her full lips together and glances up at me.  “Thank you.”  Her voice is smooth as silk.  God!, I want to touch her so badly, but I don’t want to scare her.
         “My name ’s Trent.  We met a couple of weeks ago, at McDonalds.  Do you remember?”  Wow, I sound like a complete douche.
         She nods her head a couple of times.  “Yeah, I remember you.”  She sits the box down on the countertop, and turns towards me.  She opens her mouth like she’s going to say something, but Jude and that other guy walk in , carrying a sofa.
         “Where do you want this , girlie?” the guy asks her.  She snaps her jaw shut and walks over to them.
         “I’m not sure.”  She turns to the other girl.  “What do you think, Anna?”
         “Well, take your time, and figure it out.  It’s not like this is heavy or anything.”  Jude says, rolling his eyes.  I’m going to kill that mother fucker!
         “Fine,” Anna says , smirking at him.  “Put it in front of the window.”  The guys turn around and drop it roughly.  “Hey, take it easy!.  That cost us forty bucks.”  Anna complains.
         Jude arches a brow at her.  “Where in the hell did you find a leather sofa , for forty dollars?”  He asks incredulously. 
         “At the Salvation Army.”
         Jude shakes his head.  “Whatever.” He looks over at the other guy.  “It’s Dusty, right?”  The guy nods his head.  “Where’s the Jack?  I think I’ve earned a drink.”
         Dusty gives him a big grin.  “Sure, it’s in the truck.”  
         “Hey, I want some !.”  Anna whines, as she follows them out, leaving Karma and I alone.  Thank you, Jesus!  Wow, I’m really feeling religious today.
         “Don’t you drink?”   I ask, desperate to have a conversation with her.
        She nods her head.  “Sometimes.”  She creases her eyebrows, like she’s trying to think of something to say to me.  “Trent…” 
         God, the way my name sounds coming from her mouth.  I clench my hands into fists, to keep from throwing her on the couch, and having my way with her.