Let me start by saying, I am a very aggressive person.

One day I was sitting at my aunt's house on her front porch when a black truck pulled up to the house across from her street. A man got out the truck but all I could see was his back and a Corona in his hand. I found his broad shoulders and back very attractive, so flirting, I asked: "Where is my Corona?" He turned around and told me he had no more but could go get me one. I told him "no, that's okay". I really didn't want a beer, just wanted to flirt. After our brief conversation, I really didn't give him a second thought until about 30 minutes later, he returned with a six pack of Corona and told me it was for me. I said thanks and only pulled one out the pack. He told me they were all mine but I replied, "well I'll take one now and I'll let you know when I want another".

It took me a couple of weeks to drink the rest of the six pack.

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