Story time:
There was this one time when I was getting to my moms car from swimming class and there was this SUPER hot chick sitting on a chair in the lobby and she was getting up to go to the door so I quickened my pace to get to the door first. I succeed. I hold open the door for her. She says thank you. I say your welcome in the most deepest sexiest voice I can manage. She gives me ride to my house and my moms not there yet. She decides she wants to walk me to my house. We walk across the yard. We reach the porch. I stare into her eyes. She stares back at mine. I go in 50% for the kiss. She smiles and reaches out to kiss me. She's about 45% in. 46. 47. 48. 49. I wake up in my bed. It is the morning. Alarm clocks are a bitch.
I feel awkward saying thank you. I say it quietly because I just can't handle the pressure of having to talk to some stranger I don't know. That why I hold the doors for others.
There was this one time when I was getting to my moms car from swimming class and there was this SUPER hot chick sitting on a chair in the lobby and she was getting up to go to the door so I quickened my pace to get to the door first. I succeed. I hold open the door for her. She says thank you. I say your welcome in the most deepest sexiest voice I can manage. She gives me ride to my house and my moms not there yet. She decides she wants to walk me to my house. We walk across the yard. We reach the porch. I stare into her eyes. She stares back at mine. I go in 50% for the kiss. She smiles and reaches out to kiss me. She's about 45% in. 46. 47. 48. 49. I wake up in my bed. It is the morning. Alarm clocks are a bitch.