oh my fkn god,the stickie woman:

this morning,
she was so,
happy,cheery,chatty,and those big green eyes i tried to look away,and i couldn't.
i lowered my gaze,well,i tried to.
got as far as that smile,
and those luscious lips.
i wanted to eat her.

her eyes locked onto mine,
and that was it.
i was transfixed.
immobilised.
paralysed.

STUPID OLD CNUT ALERT.

maybe she's just being nice/civil/polite etc.

and maybe she's having a laugh.

she never gets too close.
if she ever does,i shall have to send out a warning.
"back off ,cos if you don't,i might try to kiss you"

juicers,
this is so not funny.

i used to talk about her trudging up the hill with those dogs,
looking so dowdy,
so weathered,
so..................beaten.

and then,
suddenly.

that smile.
those eyes.
big,and green,and bright.
and those fuckin lips.

i don't know what to do.
or what to think even.

it's all down to her.

if she does get close,
i shall just have to tell her the truth,
the whole truth.
and it's gonna be terrible.

and maybe she'll get bored and walk her dogs some place else.

i'm gonna feel guilty,
because it was me who started this this.
can't win can i.

if i was single,
i'd be after her big time.

BUT I'M NOT.

we shall see.

all i ever wanted was a roll between the sheets.
and a bit of pillow-talk.
y'know?
sex?
too old for that shit.
i was always rubbish at it.
and it's too mich like hard work.
i really can't be bothered tbh.

and anyway,
i really DO like her.
might be nice just to know her.
i reckon i could settle for that.

Tell her she has striking green eyes if she says thanks just ask her out

I'm going to go along there and get her to suck MY cock just to get some closure at this rate.

Eric, we're all rooting for you to get your nuts felt here but I have to admit, every time you don't, a little bit of me dies inside. I have to think about Sophie Howard for about ten minutes before I get it back...

boat,
i don't DO! "OUT".
haven't gone out for years.
i'm too unsociable for that.
when would i get the time?
and the mrs would definitely wonder why.

and bert,
as for getting my nuts felt,
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,
i don't know.

we DO seem to be getting on well.

who knows?

and considering that i don't know a fuckin soul outside of work and this place.
that's pretty cool imo.

it HAS occurred to me,
that she could be a very spry 60 something,
with all that dog-walking,
she DOES walk quite a distance,
and she doesn't hang about.

i could see her eventually asking me round for coffee,
and actually being thankful for any intimacy that i was up for.
i'm not trying to put her down.
y'know what?
i'd happily go round for coffee,
and nothing else.
i really do like her.
mentally she's definitely,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,spry.
well-spoken,
and i don't think that she's an air-head.

things are jogging along nicely.
and it's okay.

later maybe.

erixter wrote:

it HAS occurred to me,
that she could be a very spry 60 something,

I've got some bad news for you Eric...if she's over 60 her cunt has now healed up.

Nobby Cheese wrote:

erixter wrote:

it HAS occurred to me,
that she could be a very spry 60 something,

I've got some bad news for you Eric...if she's over 60 her cunt has now healed up.

bitofatwat wrote:

Nobby Cheese wrote:

erixter wrote:

it HAS occurred to me,
that she could be a very spry 60 something,

I've got some bad news for you Eric...if she's over 60 her cunt has now healed up.

not really bothered.

Nobby Cheese wrote:

erixter wrote:

it HAS occurred to me,
that she could be a very spry 60 something,

I've got some bad news for you Eric...if she's over 60 her cunt has now healed up.

I've got a can of swarfega and an oxyacetylene cutter reader. The snatch hasn't been built that I couldn't defrost. I'm like Jesus rolling away the stone. Might take me three days but that just makes it all the more miraculous.

NotBert wrote:

Nobby Cheese wrote:

erixter wrote:

it HAS occurred to me,
that she could be a very spry 60 something,

I've got some bad news for you Eric...if she's over 60 her cunt has now healed up.

I've got a can of swarfega and an oxyacetylene cutter reader. The snatch hasn't been built that I couldn't defrost. I'm like Jesus rolling away the stone. Might take me three days but that just makes it all the more miraculous.

the whole situation is absurd.
she's not interested in me.

total blank this morning.
not even a look.

she's just being polite when she DOES speak.


whata wnkr.

it's stil nice when she does speak though.
and a smile is a bonus.

erixter wrote:



whata wnkr

life eh?

still thinking about those eyes ( deep green pools ),
that look,
and that smile.

i think i SHALL have to say something.
she obviously doesn't mind my speaking to her.

it's weird actually.
and then,
maybe it isn't.

if i don't speak,
she'll sometimes mumble a very quiet "hello".

if i speak to her,
and start a convo,
she becomes quite vocal.
certainly seems happy enough to converse with me.
but is that nervousness?
and again,
if the situation was troubling her at all,
she'd walk her dogs some place else.
no?

so anyway,
if i say something that she's not happy about,
well,
out of sight is out of mind.

i'm sick of being too afraid to ask.
and then looking back years later and wondering "what if?"



and how bad could paying her compliment be?

NotBert wrote:

Nobby Cheese wrote:

erixter wrote:

it HAS occurred to me,
that she could be a very spry 60 something,

I've got some bad news for you Eric...if she's over 60 her cunt has now healed up.

I've got a can of swarfega and an oxyacetylene cutter reader. The snatch hasn't been built that I couldn't defrost. I'm like Jesus rolling away the stone. Might take me three days but that just makes it all the more miraculous.

Honestly...

Eric's post one is legend too

just read that opener.
again.
i do so remember that morning.

she steers clear of me now,
but she's still there at 6.30.ish.
walking those dogs.

and that does seem strange.

she's avoiding me,
yet she still walks up that hill past my old stop.

i often see her,
and she obviously sees me.
albeit at a distance.

why would she do that?

maybe i'll go back to my old stop and surprise her one of these mornings.