i'm posting this from my treo, stuck on a bus, in the first snowstorm of the season.
No seats, of course, so i've been standing for going on two hours. my back hurts, my legs hurt, and i'm famished, but on the plus side there is an attractive woman sitting behind me who keeps running her sock clad foot up and down my calf. I wonder if she knows that I feel that? and like it? *grin*
be home in an hour, if i'm lucky. maybe she'll take off her sock soon...
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