Club Them Over The Head

The past few days, I've been worried about my secret.

That is, I think I still have my crush on TO.

I know, not so secret, but, I was really trying to stop that. I just love hanging out with her, and she obviously has a thing for me too.

I knew it was bad during my show the other night.

I came out for my character's intro, and I heard her laugh above all else. I mentally made a note to where in the audience it came from, and when I sat down, I peeked for her.

There she was. Damn cute. Damn! Her boyfriend was right next to her.

My first thought was, How dare she bring him here.

That's when I knew I was crazy.

I tried to stop thinking about her.

I just can't.

She left after the show, and I didn't get to talk to her. I have been checking my email inbox waiting for a message. None.

Pathetic.

Then, doing some errands today, I realized it isn't my fault.

You see, the past few days have been very warm. Spring like.

I was noticing, as I drove, the preponderance of tank tops, and miniskirts. Skin, Skin, Skin.

Gassing up the car, a girl pulled up in a convertible, and she was wearing some sort of bustiere that really knew how to boost. She had plenty to boost too.

I felt compelled to go talk to her. I almost walked up twice, but I stopped myself.

I was being primal.

It is built into man to go get woman. You see the skin, and this inner switch goes off, and the next thing you know you are there talking to them. You can't help it. Your primal drive is just saying inseminate, inseminate.

That is why I think my crush is kicking into hard drive again. I am seeing all this skin, and then I see her, and I know there is a chance, and I start to kick into gear.

Spring is upon us, and here's hoping I get upon someone.