oh how i flirt on the bus, but what can i do if a cute grrlie stands right in front of me?
i go over her shoes, skirt, hair for flaws -- but she passes quite well. then the silly bus fantasies may start (one tends to find interesting ways to entertain themselves when riding a bus for almost two hours a day.)
she smiles at me a few times, i ignore, but look back when she turns her head the other way. i am glad of the blue sparkly eyeshaddow i am wearing, and feel pretty...so good to feel any type of prety in the morning, as opposed to the drone/monster/gerbil feel.
i think of her and i with TT and if he would be attracted to her. such things are common thoughts...
i swear, i instigate nothing
*flutters eyelashes*
