upsilluo

Something happened today at work that i feel kind of weird writing about. I was working the front counter at Wendy's and this girl came in. she was wearing a blue shirt i think, and she was kind of tall and looked to be around my age. She was pretty in some athletic sort of way but in no means was she the prettiest girl I've seen.

I took her order, and she handed me the money. We may have touched hands when she gave me the various bills that make up a burger, fries and a soda, but if we did, it was a regular, unimportant touch.

and then i gave her back her change. (It was a few bills probably and some coins) but when i gave her back the change, our hands actually touched and i felt the inside of her palm. It was warm and moist but not sweaty. It felt like the hands of a child, actually.

The way all the children you know have weird warm hands. (It's like they have some sort of moist hand disease up until they hit puberty and grow testicles and breasts.)

I looked at those gentle child hands and i glanced 4 inches up to see her wrist. On her wrist she wore a flat blue ribbon that was tied on the underside. It was all so sensual and immediately i was attracted to those hands whose wrist was wearing a sort of ribbon lingerie.

All of a sudden i felt exposed and hot.

Usually i can comfortably hide behind the veil of my Wendy's counter and not feel any intimidation from girls much more pretty then I would deserve to talk to.

But now, i felt exposed, like i was touching this girls hand in the middle of my 3rd grade english class.

Anyways the moment soon faded. it did only last however long it takes to give someone some bills and the change.

when i finally gave her the food she'd ordered she just laughed and said "thank you".

And I stood there and squeeked out some sort of "have a good day"