It was Friday afternoon. I was in the bank for the third time that week. I had been moving some funds and setting up a money market account and was working with the new assistant manager, Shannon Johnson. I was happy about that. There was something about her that I found interesting, aside from the fact she was attractive and probably half my age.

Shannon was not a girl one would normally hold up as a raving beauty or a knock-out-hottie, but there was something that I found intriguing and almost comforting about her. She was attractive in a rather conservative, white bread kind of way. Her long brown hair was tied back neatly revealing simple gold earrings, light makeup over healthy, Caucasian skin, a wry pouting smile, and large green eyes that seemed to hold some humorous secret. She wore neatly tailored business suits over a possibly-attractive, solid body. Nothing was revealed; she was a young assistant bank manager working her way up. Her appearance matched her position...

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