Ordering at McDonald's

The two of them came up to the cash register at McDonald's. The two of them, the guy and the gal, both tall and thin. He, blond spiky hair, a careless goatee. She, long dark hair, pretty face, wide low nerdy eyeglasses. They came up to the cash register to order, sort of laughing and goofing.

He: "I'll have a, uh, an --mmmmmmmhhh!"

She: "No, I get to order first!" What this girl did was, she reached around behind the fellow's head, and she clamped her hand right over his mouth. Her big long smooth beautiful right hand, clamped firmly over the guy's mouth.

He: "Mmmmmh, mmmmmm hmmmmmm mmm hmmmmm MMMMMMMHHH! Mmmmmhh!!" He couldn't talk, the girl had her hand fastened tight over his mouth. Her long hand with its smooth soft velvety back, the back of her hand wider at the knuckles than at the wrist. Her long smooth strong fingers. Her fingernails like bright pink round seashells. Oh, and her thumb laid loosely across the bridge of his nose. She was holding his mouth, he couldn't talk.

She: "Now, let's see... I'll have... I'll have, ummmm..."

He: "Mmmmmmmh! Mmmmmmhh! MMMMMMHH, HMMMMMM!"

She: "No, just you shush! You can't talk! It's my turn to order first..."

He: "Mmmmmmmmmhhhh..." He twisted and turned his head back and forth, but she wouldn't let him go. She just kept her long smooth beautiful hand clamped firmly in place over his mouth.

A family was standing at the next cash register. A boy in the family was looking over, staring, eyes wide, jaw dropping, at how this gal was keeping her hand squeezed tight over the guy's mouth so he couldn't talk, could only make noises. The boy couldn't take his eyes away from the sight of it.

She: "Ummmmm... I'll get a quarter... no, I'll get Chicken McNuggets, six pieces... and to drink..."

He: "HHHHMMMMMMHHH! Mmmmh, hhhhmm mmmm mmhhhhh..."

She: "No, just you be quiet! Let me finish ordering..."

By this time the woman behind the cash register was starting to look like, what the?! She's holding his mouth... Well, now if that don't just beat all...

The pretty girl with the nerdy eyeglasses, with her big smooth hand clamped over the fellow's mouth: "Ummm, to drink... I'll have a medium diet Coke... yeah..."

Now, finished with her order, the girl took her hand away from the guy's mouth at last. He opened his mouth, trying to catch his breath. He was so undone, so rattled by the gal holding her hand over his mouth, that he had completely forgotten what he wanted to order.