As I mentioned in the other thread, I am old as donkey pepe, 52. There is a lady, ok young coed, who seems to have a thing for me. She works in a different company and I have no role in her supervision blah blah blah. At the most, she's 24. Everytime I walk by her, she smiles and giggles. I check to make sure my fly isn't unzipped or I have dangling boogers or koala hair. I don't want anything to happen or do I? If I do, have I booked an express ticket to hell?
Uggh, guilt. And oh yeah, I probably couldn't perform to her expectations and could never hang around similar giggling friends.
Uggh, guilt. And oh yeah, I probably couldn't perform to her expectations and could never hang around similar giggling friends.