Confessions

Confession: 93

Can you imagine just sitting at your desk and you feel someone starring at you? He starred beyond my shirt as if I was getting a personal exam by his eyes. I looked quickly and he turned away as if the exam was over. I smiled because I knew he wanted to keep looking at me. So I got up from my desk and stood at his. He turned around slowly and looked at me all over and said, “Yes?” But I am a bitch so I just stood there letting him soak in all this body and I just walked away. He couldn’t handle it and I felt him starring at me all over again.

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