I can't concentrate!Follow

So there is a girl at work I have the serious hots for. Normally she works a couple of floors up, and one of the highlights of my days is when she has to come down to my floor to speak with someone.

Today however, she is sat maybe 4 meters directly in front of me. I can't frikkin work with that sort of distraction! She gives me butterflies for godsake. She keeps doing this thing where she stretches leaning back in her chair like a cat, and I have that in side-profile. I am filled with lust.

I MUST have this girl, I want her so much it aches. Unfortunately, on the one occasion I have been out in a social setting with her present, I was too much of a pu[b][/b]ssy to speak to her, and ended up in bed with the only other girl there. She was very aware that I did this. Luckily the girl I slept with is long gone - left the firm.

I think I am going to catch the same train as she does back to London today, in the hope of getting a captive audience. I am moving to a different team in a weeks time, which means that I will not see her every day, so opportunites to get to know her will diminish, and yet also means I could theoretically date her without it being a professional faux pas. If I can get to know her today, I am then having a leaving drinks party in a weeks time where I would hope to secure her affections.

Wish me luck. She is single, and she knows I am too. She also knows that at least one other girl finds me attractive. We are both working away from home with little opportunity of meeting potential new lovers outside of work.

Teenage style crushes are so rare these days. They feel strangely painful and delicious at the same time.

Probably I will ***** this up, as I always do when I am crazy about someone.

LOL

dude man go for it! if it doesnt work oh well you have no reputation to worry about or anything, GO FOR BROKE!

Thanks Trunks, you are just the sort of guy I look to in times like this.

Send her a 19 inch white chocolat ***** along with a picture of you. If she eats it while you're at work, you're in!

It's allways worked for me in the past.

There is of course that embarassing part later why you have to explain the diffrence in the size of the ***** and your own.

"you can only make chocolate so big, baby. Structural issue."

2) She can get one up on the other girl by sleeping with you. PLAY THIS CARD!

Errrr no.

I think Pat's point is that most women who aren't stripers or hair dressers get over that sort of thing at about age 19.

You know, this really isn't bad advice.

<--- Patrician

Ok, Pat, on your way back to The Smoke, chat her up, ply her with Guinness, lead her gently to your apartment. Then crack her open like a 410 shotgun and make her bark your name. Or make baa-ing sounds. Whatever turns your crank, man.

^^^^^
Good advice, trust me.

Totem

Hehe, I have missed so much fun in this forum.

How did things go, old fella?

Lack of opportunity so far....

The "Exploding toner cartridge" option always works