YOLO

There's a cute girl heading her grocery cart straight toward you.

You figure she's about your age. She has dark hair with blue streaks almost shaved on one side but long on the other. She's got some sort of metal coming out her eyelids and more metal on her lips. But she's got a great figure, her tits are practically coming out her top, and while she probably doesn't reach five feet, she's got long slender legs. Tiny as she is, you wouldn't need to be a muscle man to pick her up, plant her over your dick, and hump her right here in the store.

Her little halter top doesn't halt much at all and her boobs jiggle with every step she takes. And the way her body swishes when she walks gives you an instant boner. It's like the second Amber stepped out of your life, you've became instantly and permanently horny.

Admit it, you're tempted to jump out of the way and hide somewhere but you're being brave.

"Hi. Uh, do you know where the fresh vegetables are?"

"Creep."

"I can creep there but I don't know which way."

She rolls her eyes. "I don't come to the grocery store to be hit on. Buzz off."

"Sure. But tell me where you go to be hit on because I want to be there."

"Ohmigod. Do those lines ever work?"

"Not sure. Are they working."

"Buzz off."

That, you decide, went pretty well. She did roll her eyes but she also had a bit of a smile she couldn't hide.

You manage to find the fresh vegetable section on your own and pick up a variety of fruits and vegetables, as well as some whole wheat pasta, a couple bottles of wine, and some steel-cut oats. The whole thing costs you fifty bucks... well worth if it helps you get healthy and makes Jeremy feel a little better about letting you couch-surf.