Apr
22nd
Wed
22nd
Personal Space
She’s practically licking him from across the table and he’s all talking to her breasts. Neither notices the other’s actions as they’re both acting on pheromones and instinct rather than actual communication. Either way, I wanted the table next to them which is by a power outlet. My Mac is getting thirsty and in need so I did the only thing I could do- moved next to them. You could just feel the tension. (Bet he’s not gettin’ any tonight. Not now anyway.) I however am getting juiced up and not the least bit bothered by their posturing. Within minutes of me changing seats they left. I love it!
That’s the power of being an inconsiderate bastard!