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It was a week or so ago. I was about to head out with a cart full of water (several gallons) and coffee (several cans). Nothing worth bagging, but you offered to help me. I said I didn't need any help. You said you didn't mind. I said, I may be older but I can handle it. Then you said you would help anyway. I assured you that I wouldn't steal the cart and I would bring it back, but you insisted on helping to load it in the back of my vehicle anyway. It wasn't until you were walking away with the cart that I noticed you were wearing what looked like some sort of black work-out or running pants. They truly accentuated your shape enough to make me kick myself for not complimenting your beauty. I hope you see this and decide you need a decent looking, older, athletic running partner or workout companion... or friend who won't make the mistake of not complimenting you on your looks again.
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