Helping Her Shop for a Dress

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I was on vacation visiting a friend, and had spent several days in a row in the company of my friend’s best friend, a woman I was starting to really like a lot. However, I was intimidated by her because she seemed so much more romantically and sexually experienced than I was. She was also smart, cool and self-confident, and had plenty of guys interested in her, so I figured she would never go for me, nor even much care what I thought of her.

Near the end of my visit we had an unusually hot day for April, and none of us had clothes for it. She and I separated from the others to stop at a boutique so she could get a sun dress. I browsed while she chose a few pieces to try on.

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