Ah-ha! I spotted a brother who could easily pass for Adam’s. He was digging through a bin of green beans, meticulously rummaging through them to make sure all the ones he placed in his produce bag was fresh. That meant that he was going to be there for a moment. I pushed my cart towards him; he was even better looking up close. He was about six eleven, dark skinned, and had short dreads.
Excuse me. Can you hand me a bag please? I asked, not wanting to be rude and reached over to him. He blocking the elevated bag holder.
“”Sure.””
He ripped one off and handed it to me. The way he tore that bag off the roller made me wonder if he could yank my panties off with the same amount of strength.
“”Thank you.”
“”No problem.”
“”He smiled at me; I smiled back. I started picking through the beans
