Part 1

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I work in the food section of a big supermarket. My manager, who is rather young and appealing, is beside me. We are on the closing shift and restocking. He is telling me about the new training I will have to do. He is handing me the boxes from the trolley on my right as I stock the lower shelves and putting the cardboard in the trolley to my left.
We are chattering away and flirting harmlessly. He moves in as the cleaner passes with the floor cleaning machine. 'Sorry' he says as he sandwiches us in between the trolleys. I stand up to give us a bit more room as the machine passes. We are standing close together and I can feel the  chemistry. He takes the empty cardboard pack from my hand and tosses it in the cardboard trolley behind me causing him to lean in. I catch his deep brown eyes as I tease him that he hasn't broken down the packaging. The air is electrifying as we step apart when the cleaner has passed.

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