Our hero recalls first hand the first time the woman in question touched him.
"We were sitting next to one another at an eat a cookie take a lookie at church. Conversation was running somewhat dry...then it happened. I was sitting with my left foot on my right leg and her index finger came down and slapped my foot to get my attention because she just remembered some important information for me. Specifically, she knew who I could room with because I was looking for a roommate. The information wasn't the important part...she touched me. :)"
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