Mystery Flasher
“Hi,” she said. I looked up. She was leaning onto the information desk at the record and book store where I worked, and she smiled the perfect smile that beautiful women do so well. Though it was late and I was a bit tired, I immediately slipped into “helpful employee” mode (trying not to enter “helpful employee staring at gorgeous babe” mode, at least not yet). Fumbling a smile, I stood up from where I’d been hunting for a pen under...