The attractive looking guy

Mary walked up to the rather attractive man who stood behind the front desk. He is one tall drink of water. Mary thought as she admired his fit frame that seemed to be poured into his suit. Despite her best efforts Mary could not help but stare at him undressing the hunk with her eyes.

“Miss?” The man asked.

“Oh!” said Mary breaking out of her daydreaming an impish grin spreading across her face. “Sorry.”

“It’s alright Miss?” The hunk replied while holding the last word of the sentence questioningly.

“Mary. Mary Currie” said Mary

“Well, Miss Mary Currie. My name is David, and I’ll do my best to assist you.” David asked with trained professional courtesy.

“Well..” Mary started before quickly pausing. Fuck! I can’t tell him that I need Plan B. He’ll think I’m a slut; She thought as she stood there her mouth agape.

“Are you alright?” David asked as he stared quizzically at Mary's voiceless expression.

“I'm fine. No not fine. Ugh, I mean I’m in need of some medicine." Mary spat out in rapid succession with barely a breath in between words.

“We have Tylenol and sinus medicine here at the desk,” said David

“I…uhh…also” Mary stammered. I need an excuse. Think Mary! THINK!

“I also need feminine products,” said Mary quietly blushing a bright red.

“I see I see. Well, there is an all night **** store about ten blocks away. Though, it’s not in the nicest of neighborhoods.” David answered.

Crap! What am I going to do? I can't walk that far alone at night. Much less go into the rough part of town. Mary thought as she started to stare at the floor.

“Hey listen. My shift is about over. Do you think you could wait 20 minutes and I could drive you over there?” offered David.