I was working at a video store on the main street of a small town, to help pay my way through school.

The store has huge windows in the front, so you can see everything going on outside.

Lately I had noticed a new guy behind the counter at the café across the street. He had waved to me a few times when he caught me watching him. Even from where I stood, he looked pretty good. His long, sun-bleached ponytail reached the middle of his back, and the short sleeves of his T-shirt clung to his massive biceps as he lifted the tables and chairs out of and into the café every morning and evening.

One day my boss called and asked me to wash the front windows of the store before I went home that evening. I hated this task, so I put it off as long as I could. When I finally got down to it I was having a very... Leer Más