Lopsided Dealing

Other than a quick moment of eye contact and understanding that it was an open seat on the bus, it all lapsed into silence. Sitting there tongue tied as the bus began moving, you struggled to find the spark to move your mouth to speak or make any real attempt to talk. Your mind was racing and you were on the verge of sweating bullets.

You had the damn world in the palm of your hand! How was it so hard to spit it out!?

Perhaps your crush was a little shallow, but could anyone blame you?

Amelia even in her baggy clothes it was clear she had two perfectly shaped melons you could bury your face in and lose yourself for hours in, she had a shapely heart shaped ass that her modest skirts couldn’t completely hide and was the featured star in your fantasies at night.

Desperately you tried to figure out something to bypass the blockage between mouth, brain and desire while the sleepy suburbs trundled by. You ignored the sounds of those more awake than anyone had any right to be chatting away, and those fantastic mounds on Amelia’s chest bouncing from the corner of your eye from the bumpy streets.

What if you changed the framing? If just trying to talk was leaving you with a lump in your throat, then what about an exchange?

If you were going to do that, then you had to make sure you didn’t miss!

‘Any transaction or exchange I propose; in any medium of communication is completely acceptable to the other party and onlookers I make the proposition to; the deals are viewed as generous and flattering by everyone else no matter what my end entails in the proposal. All deals I make and their effects to wider society are legally binding, socially acceptable and morally upright; I’m under no obligation to fulfill my end of any deal I make free of any kind of penalties, however obligations are unilateral enforced on the other parties by society and the power of the notebook. Even without notification people witnessing acts related to my deals will intuitively know and treat it as part of the deal.’

Now you had to turn that mouthful into action! But uh, a test to assure yourself first!

Eyes darting around your vicinity they landed quickly on the kinda hot girl on the seat on the other side of the bus. You didn’t know her name at all, so you named her hot Jane in your head.

Leaning over you whispered to her. “Hey, I’ve got a deal for you.”

“Really!” The girl excitedly said leaning in closer in anticipation. And to your embarrassment some of the people on the bus took interest.

“Yeah, in exchange for your lunch, you’ll think of me as attractive.” You lower your voice further, to avoid anyone

Blinking she brightened up with a small blush. “Oh my god, really! Sure.” She said, then turned and dug her backpack before handing her lunch over. “Really I can’t thank you enough. I mean, you’re quite handsome you know.”

“Uh, huh.” You mutter, pleased with the results. Then turning around to stash the lunch in your backpack you froze as Ameila was smiling at you.

“That was really sweet of you.” Ameila complimented you.

“Oh um well.” You began.