Concentration
June 14th, 2006
I’m sitting on the bus as I write this. I’ve just left the office and I’m on my way to my massage session with Buffy (actually, she’s just a Buffy look-alike). I am trying to write my next post but I just can’t concentrate. My sex drive is in high gear today. It all started with my excitement over my upcoming massage. Then, I got worked up while emailing a hot girlfriend about having a girl’s night out tomorrow. And finally, a hot guy with shaggy hair and a goatee just sat across the aisle from me on the bus. He’s playing the new DS Lite. The geek in me is sneaking peeks at his screen, while the slut in me is sneaking peaks at his package. If I’d bothered to brush my hair today, or had even put on a little bit of makeup, I’d ask him about his new toy and give him my most flirtatious smile. But instead, I’ll just shift in my seat a little and try to keep my hand from traveling down between my legs.
[Update - Thursday 6/15] That cute guy with his DS Lite sat across from me on the bus again today. If this keeps up, I’ll never get any writing done.
July 3rd, 2006 at 4:10 pm
Hey, it’s the weird panties down/celery stuff.
Do I know you?