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“We went to a friend’s house to play Dungeons & Dragons and she made us all nachos and chicken. I wanted to clean up before leaving so I wouldn’t leave her with our mess. “But when I turned around, she put her hand on my chest.” “She looked me straight in the eye and said I didn’t need help. She wasn’t overtly sexy. She didn’t, but she held my gaze and kept her hand on my chest for a little longer than I expected.”
“Anyway, we’re married now. I’ve since found out it wasn’t innocent on her part. Apparently, I was completely oblivious to all her previous attempts to flirt.” We had been friends for nine years at that point, and had already hugged many times, sat on each other’s laps, and had some friendly physical contact. It gave me an electric tingle.”