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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Wedded blistersMarriage is supposed to be a soul-draining and sex-free wasteland of long-forgotten hotness, right? Not so. I spent this morning's train journey with my hand clamped between Mrs Frankspencer's thighs and when I got to work I went to the lavs to knock one out while thinking of her in her new La Senza underwear.
It's 'cos I love her.
(, Wed 4 Oct 2006, 15:56, Reply)
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