Accidentally Erotic
There I am, sitting in the dark, squinting at a chart of letters trying to work out if that's an E or a H. The optician is leaning toward me and suddenly I'm concentrating more on her than the chart, praying she doesn't get any closer or this could get embarrassing.
What situations in your life have you found accidentally/inappropriately erotic?
( , Thu 2 Feb 2006, 12:49)
There I am, sitting in the dark, squinting at a chart of letters trying to work out if that's an E or a H. The optician is leaning toward me and suddenly I'm concentrating more on her than the chart, praying she doesn't get any closer or this could get embarrassing.
What situations in your life have you found accidentally/inappropriately erotic?
( , Thu 2 Feb 2006, 12:49)
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One summer afternoon...
...when I was a lad of 14, I was at my great grandparents for a family reunion. Being more than a little hopped up on candy and generic sodas, my cousins and I were running about upstairs. Being a 14 year old boy in a bedroom with a 14 and 16 year old girl i could see only one course of action: show off by picking them up and carrying them around.
I grabbed Sara (the younger of the two) and picked her up. It was all going so well, then disaster struck! Some of the younger children burst into the room, a small girl tickled Sara, she squirmed, I lost my grip, reflex took over. I grabbed at her as she slid through my arms, landing on her knees just in time for my hands to firmly grasp her bosom. Heaven only knows how long i kept my grip, completely stupefied by the feeling of warm squishiness in my adolescent palms.
That's the only thing i remember from that summer, how horrible of me. She is only a second cousin, right?
I'll get my coat....
( , Sun 5 Feb 2006, 6:40, Reply)
...when I was a lad of 14, I was at my great grandparents for a family reunion. Being more than a little hopped up on candy and generic sodas, my cousins and I were running about upstairs. Being a 14 year old boy in a bedroom with a 14 and 16 year old girl i could see only one course of action: show off by picking them up and carrying them around.
I grabbed Sara (the younger of the two) and picked her up. It was all going so well, then disaster struck! Some of the younger children burst into the room, a small girl tickled Sara, she squirmed, I lost my grip, reflex took over. I grabbed at her as she slid through my arms, landing on her knees just in time for my hands to firmly grasp her bosom. Heaven only knows how long i kept my grip, completely stupefied by the feeling of warm squishiness in my adolescent palms.
That's the only thing i remember from that summer, how horrible of me. She is only a second cousin, right?
I'll get my coat....
( , Sun 5 Feb 2006, 6:40, Reply)
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