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As 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.
( , Thu 28 Sep 2006, 10:42)
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Years before she wore *that* gold bikini, the look of apprehension on her face as Darth enters her cell, followed by some sort of floaty torture probe was enough to fire my pre-pubescent imagination into running wild. And that was her dad. Fucking hell.
More recently - Helen Baxendale (who I met, but blew it by offering her a spliff, though in my defence I was smoking it before she sat down at my table and introduced herself), Anna Friel, Kylie Minogue and a girl I've known for years from off of another message board, but who I've never actually met...all fairly "normal".
Oh, and this lady, the Narrator from the second renaissance in the Animatrix:
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...and BlackArachnia in Beast Wars, but the less said about that the better...
( , Mon 2 Oct 2006, 16:26, Reply)
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