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By Jon Date: 2002 Jul 12 Comment on this Work [[2002.07.12.12.50.14392]] |
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Okay Jon this is the perfect time to tell her. We're both finally alone and I have her undived attention. God she's beautiful. She's talking but I'm sort of in my own world just admiring the beauty of her. I just slip in the occasional "Oh" or "Oh, is that right?" every now and then to make it seem like I'm really paying attention to whatever she is talking about. I'm fighing myself, fighting the urge to just blurt out; "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever known and I'm not even talking about your looks!" But I fight the urge and bite on my evil tongue to keep it from talking. I want to tell her how much I like her. How much of a little school boy crush I have on her. She's much older than me, let's just say she was able to buy beer a few years before I was...but...I can handle older women. Right? Yeah, I can I mean I'm friggen Jon for gods sake. I mean c'mon...ahhh who am I kidding? She's way out of my league. "What's wrong do you want to tell me something?" she asks me Ahhh crap she's on to me. Is it that obvious? Maybe she can see it in my eyes. Damn eyes! I curse you! "Oh umm, you look pretty tonight." I say, cringing inside "And you're handsome as ever." she says That's a good sign right? Okay, well I'm going to quit while I'm ahead. Next time I'll tell her.. next time.. |