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Molly was the kind of girl most of the guys in the office liked but few would ever pursue. She wasn’t the kind of sexy, never single, girl next door that drew the eyes of her coworkers. She was quiet, mousy, one could say, and a little curvy. She lived alone and ate alone. She did crosswords during her lunch hour and rarely spoke unless spoken to. She found a nicer apartment closer to the office and put up a few fliers in the office a month before her lease expired. She hoped someone, anyone, would have stopped by her desk and asked her about her move or offered to help. No one had. She could swear she was invisible, a ghost that had not yet shed her mortal coil. Then on Friday afternoon, Rick knocked on her cubicle wall. She was almost startled. He smiled and waved. She pulled her earbuds out from behind her short blonde hair and waved back.Rick stepped into the cubicle, he was slim and wiry. She knew him in passing. He was nice; at least the few times they talked anyhow. He pulled the flier out of his back pocket and held it up. “I was wondering if you were still looking for help with your move.”That’s right, she thought to herself, he works in the mail room. “Oh, it’s okay. I didn’t really expect anyone to help, I just figured ‘heck what have I got to lose?’ No one really asked so it would be Ankara escort you and me. I don’t have a lot of stuff, really, just a one-bedroom apartment. I was going to call my brother or my dad if no one asked.”“I can help. I have a truck so maybe I can save you the hassle of renting one. I think maybe we can handle it. Where should we meet?”Molly wrote her address and phone number on a sticky note and gave it to Rick. He nodded knowingly. “Where are we heading then?” Rick asked.“Oh, Pinecrest, right up the street.”“Nice, you will save a lot of money on gas! With the way it’s going up you can never seem to save enough.”“I was thinking of walking to work actually. I could get my steps in.”“Yeah, but have you seen the price of sneakers? Can’t win for trying.” Rick’s lips broke into a smile and they both chuckled. “What time would you like to get started, Molly?”“Almost everything is packed. An early start means an early finish. Does eight o’clock sound good?”“I can be there at eight.”“Great! Thank you so much, Rick!”“You’re welcome. See you tomorrow morning.”As Rick turned and left, Molly noticed his long hair pulled into a ponytail. She had never thought, of all the people, that one of the guys from shipping and receiving would come up here and offer his Saturday. Ankara escort bayan She figured they spent all weekend building model planes or playing Dungeons and Dragons and wouldn’t have time to help. She wondered why he hadn’t asked her sooner. Probably the model glue and airbrush fumes. She put in her earbuds and got back to work on her spreadsheets.Saturday morning at eight she got a text and when she came out to the back veranda, she saw him leaning on his truck waving. She came down to meet him.“Good morning,” he handed her a cup of coffee. “Are you excited?”He brought coffee, how sweet. “I am excited; everything is packed and ready to go. I’ve got about twenty boxes, plus the bed, couch, dinette, and chairs.”“I’ll get started with the boxes, then.” Rick reached into his back pocket and pulled out some gloves. He was wearing a faded Metallica t-shirt and worn jeans. Molly noticed the bulge in the front she hadn’t noticed in his khakis at work. He had a nice tattoo on his arm that his long sleeve work shirts hid.Was he kind of a bad boy? She liked bad boys.The move went surprisingly well. It took two trips but they got everything unloaded by early evening and he drove her back one last time to turn in her key and pick up her car. She noted how his Escort Ankara truck smelled like old leather and pine air fresheners. They cracked jokes and had some laughs. It turned out that not all the boys in the mail room are model plane-building weirdos, at least not Rick. He “was more into model trains.” They both got a good laugh at his quip. He had noticed her nice round breasts more than once as they lifted boxes and furniture. They got a little sweaty and looked even better. She caught him looking down her shirt a few times. What guy wouldn’t? Besides, she had been scoping out his butt here and there and liked what she saw. He was nice, doing a nice thing for her no one else had offered to do. He can have a free show. Maybe something more.When they both got back to her new place, he came to the porch. He was adjusting his hair and wiping sweat from his neck.Molly put her hands in her pockets.“Can I get you some water? You can stay if you want. I was going to order pizza and beer.”“Sounds good to me. I could eat,” Rick smiled.“We could watch a movie later,” Molly offered.“That would be great. I can set up the TV.”Molly went into the kitchen and got some beers. She brought them into the living room and put one on the boxes next to Rick. She came around the couch and sat next to him. His dark eyes followed hers as she walked. He took a sip of his beer.“I couldn’t find the remote.”“That’s okay. I can use my phone; it has an app.”She took her phone out of her pocket and put it on the box next to the couch. She moved a little closer to him. “I’m not sure what I want to watch, anyway.”
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