Former NYCer now living in Kentucky. 15 years in NYC has left him with a sharp tongue and a slightly jaded soul. Now taking the time to enjoy a slower pace of life, a good bourbon, and finding himself all over again.
Friday, September 26, 2003
I have such a crush on one of the guys who is a chef in our cafeteria. I can't explain how or why but he's one of those men who just have those deep smoldering, dark eyes to go with his great tan. I can just pass him in the cafeteria and he looks at me and smiles and I turn into a puddle of nothing. In my fantasy, he's secretly bisexual and wants to bend me over a crate of oranges...and well you can figure out the rest...
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