He walked up to the counter and ordered a Philly cheese steak sandwich and a oral lovers coke.
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The clouds outside looked grey and very heavy - a storm was definitely coming.
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He was busy staring out the window and didn hear the bell over the door ring as someone came in.
"Good afternoon, Ms. Devereaux," the young man behind the counter said cheerfully.
Julian smiled at him; he was cute, but way too young for oral lovers her tastes.
"Good afternoon, Mark," she said, melting him with her smile.
"Today I would like a roast chicken sandwich and a bottle oral lovers of Evian." The young man rang up her lunch and handed her the change.
Julian picked up her lunch and turned around.
To her surprise, she saw Alan sitting alone near the window.
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She opted instead for a seat a few tables behind him and sat down to eat.
As she ate her oral lovers lunch, she discreetly watched him - observing his behaviors, getting an idea of his demeanor.
He oral lovers seemed quiet, not quite caring about the comings and goings of those oral lovers around him.
