Inappropriate crushesAs a teenager I was obsessed by my piano teacher - I hated playing the piano, but carried on because she was so lovely. OK, it was because she used to wear very plunging necklines.
I even stopped practicing because the worse I was, the more she'd sit at the piano to show me how to play a piece and I could stand behind her and look down her top.
Aaaaargh. Confess your own crushes so I don't look like a breast-obssessed stalker.
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chthonic, Thu 28 Sep 2006, 10:42)
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There's something about Marywho lives four doors down from me. I can't help dreaming of coating her bottom in honey and buttering her nipples. She looks like she's got a minge you could melt marshmallows in, and the way she speeds past my window at 2 mph on her motorised buggy just sends me wild.
I bet she could teach me a trick or two, plus, she'd come in handy in getting a good car parking space at the local ASDA.
(, Thu 28 Sep 2006, 18:21, closed)
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