You stop at a drugstore for condoms and lube
From Create Your Own Story
You run to the back aisle, and pick out a small pack of XL-size Trojans, and kick yourself for having left your bottle of lube at home. Selecting a tiny bottle, you run them both up to the checkout. You're fishing the discount card out of your wallet, so you're not even looking until the cashier is handling the lube.
The cashier is hot as hell. He's a fucking Adonis, built like a football running back, with dark features, and when he opens his mouth, his deep, deep voice just drips sex.
"Looks like you're in for a fun afternoon."
You nod, and you realize who the clerk reminds you of--he's a spitting image of Antonio, one of your track teammates as well as football star for your school. The clerk is older, probably in his early 30s, but the resemblance is uncanny. Your head is swimming between the thoughts of Dylan, Antonio, and this stud.
You pay, and he hands you a sack with your condoms and lube.
What do you do?
