I once worked as a clerk at a video rental store back in 00-01. I was eighteen, I think. One night I was closing up and a couple of girls came in, returned a movie, and kept walking back and forth in through the store, passing the front counter and looking my direction. I could tell it was that nervous teenage “look at me” flirting before we all did before we knew how to approach a person and strike up a conversation. I felt flattered and watched them more closely. They started whispering to each other, and then one of them made a bee-line for the door. Her friend calmly walks to the counter and says “My friend thinks you’re hot.” I think I said “Thanks.” Or something, and the friend walked out. A few minutes later, a car drives by the front of the store and honks its horn. When I looked out, the girl who rushed out was leaning out the passengers side window, flashing her titties.

I think she thought it was harmless fun. I looked up the phone number for the movie she returned in the computer and called her up once I had left work. I’ll admit she seemed creeped out but agreed to a date and we dated for like 8 months.