Sunday, November 1, 2009

Flirt

I've always wondered.

If I see you and you see me, we smile, perhaps say hello or talk for a little bit. We are standing in line. We are across the restaurant from one another. We are stopped at a traffic light together. I am in front of you for one reason or another. Does your smile mean more? If I have a quick glimpse of your cleavage, your nipples erect, your ass and you happen to notice me looking. And yet you continue to smile and flirt. What more could there be?

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