Inappropriate crushesAs a teenager I was obsessed by my piano teacher - I hated playing the piano, but carried on because she was so lovely. OK, it was because she used to wear very plunging necklines.
I even stopped practicing because the worse I was, the more she'd sit at the piano to show me how to play a piece and I could stand behind her and look down her top.
Aaaaargh. Confess your own crushes so I don't look like a breast-obssessed stalker.
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chthonic, Thu 28 Sep 2006, 10:42)
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Something for the weekend ?A whole squad of us at school used to get our hair cut at a local barbers due solely to the fact that a drop dead gorgeous, and let's not beat around the bush ; particularly buxom young lady worked there.
We sat in line waiting to be called over and once the nudge-nudge / embarrassment thing was out of the way we just sat in stunned silence as she cut away and if memory serves, straddled the chair to cut your fringe (at least that's what I remember officer).
It all went tits-up one afternoon when one of us was called up and dressed in one of those stupid nylon hair-cape thingies, proceeded to get his hair cut by our hairdresser girl.
After snipping away for a few minutes, she suddenly noticed some rythmic fumbling from under the nylon sheet thing and promptly whacked our pal on the back of the head with a hair brush whilst screaming all manner of insults regarding his perversion.
Best bit was, he was cleaning his glasses under the sheet.
Laughed ? I nearly farted.
(, Thu 28 Sep 2006, 15:24, Reply)
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