I thought I’d share this story of old, as it relates a little to my UVM journey. Reposted from my other blog.
November 1, 2007
I had such a hard-on for Lisa, the secretary in my office. She had an ass you could balance a cocktail on and double-Ds I wanted to bury my face in. She wore tight pants that showed off every curve and she slunk around the office like a panther. I went weak-kneed anytime she brushed past me or touched my arm. Holy shit. I wanted her so badly.
There was just one problem: she was a lot like my oldest sister Kathleen. They both had a predilection for dating musclebound assholes. All their boyfriends looked like they rolled off an assembly line; only their faces changed. So while I was not her physical type, she was definitely mine. I never expected to have a chance with her, but something funny happened. We started talking. Then we went out for coffee. Then we spent an evening on the town.
I was in a…
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