The Line I Never Crossed
By LiD900. Back in January 2008, I worked at a computer and office supply store in Queens. One of my coworkers, Ken, was heading out to a Manhattan bar after work with his girlfriend, Sarah. They asked my hard crush, Amy, if she wanted to go along. Amy, a stunning Colombian blonde who resembled a bustier Shakira stepping out of a dream, said, “Only if Danny goes.” That was me, Danny. And at that moment, I felt like I’d just
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