Dear Boys Who Rest Their Arm on The Back Of My Chair When They Talk To Me, Place Their Hand On The Small Of My Back At Bars, Shield Me From Traffic When Crossing The Street, And Take The Top/Forward Position When Handholding,
Well played. Those subtle bodyguardish protective male gestures do crazy things to me. It's like taking a blanket and wrapping it around my ice-cold wenchheart.
LOVE,
A
1 comment:
I love, love, love this.
Those kinds of things totally make me weak in the knees, too... don't know if they do it on purpose or not, but if they do: well, totally well played.
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