by Anonymous
Well, as I came around to assist you with filling your work van, I had to look up as you opened the door and climbed out to pump your own gas. What a sight you were climbing out of the van. Such a statuesque posture. You knew it was Diesel and you could do it yourself, so I let, but I still made sure to make time to chat, and finished your fill as you went in to get some groceries. When I finished I gave you your receipt.
I liked what I saw, and you haven't come back since.
I'll keep looking.
You were blonde and wearing a gray tee shirt, I was wearing my Gas Attendant's uniform.