What VCR?_(0)
I have had my eye on Eric since he started tending bar at the restaurant I worked at. We’d had some casual conversations, but nothing that seemed to lead anywhere. It was frustrating as hell. I wanted him bad, and I was determined to have him.
Thursday was an early night for both of us. I worked the lunch shift so I would get out of there about 6 and Eric got off at 10. I asked him if he knew anything about VCR’s since I was having such trouble getting mine to work properly. I told him the picture was all screwed up and could he possibly take a look at it.
“Sure, he said” as he flashed that beautiful smile of his. “I‘ll stop by after I’m done here.”
“Great. I’ll see you later then.”
When I got home I got everything ready.
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