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Last modified:2007-04-16 03:12:33
Posted:2007-04-16 03:12:33
So
after I called cryin to my mama, I called my friend up at work to see
what she was doing after work because I knew I wasn't going to stay out
of trouble if I stayed at home all day by myself. She & I decided
to meet for lunch later in the afternoon. After hanging up the phone, I
decided to let those YBB sluts work me (there are only so many crunches
I will do!), showered, then decided to go by the post office. I don't
know if I'm glad I went or not. I only see him 2 or 3 times a year but
he reaches a part of me that makes me feel like a complete dork because
I involuntarily flirt with him whether I want to or not. How I loathed
him back in my math days. Every class I had with him, he made it all
look so effortless. He could write a computer program in the blink of
an eye & I struggled with it & hated him for being gifted. Yes,
that is my achilles heel. So anyway, I bounded the 3 stairs to the post
office & he held the door open for me. Didn't recognize him until
he said hello. Immediate grin from ear to ear, locked eyes with him (as
I was mentally making him naked & tied up in my bed) & asked
him how he was doing. We exchanged niceties & I excused myself to
check my mailbox. WHY did I wear boxers today? Lord help me control my
juices. Got my mail & he was sort of pacing in the lobby area. I'm
not sure what he was doing. Anyway, I told him to take care. He looked
at me with those beautiful brown eyes, that olive complexion, perfect
lips into a mind numbing smile, "You too."
I just need to tell him I think he's absolutely beautiful & get it over with. I only see him on rare occasion anyway.
I'm no longer weepy. I'm horny. Heaven help me. Time for an underwear change.
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