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Im feel like a little K*D at christmas, kind of giddy, almost.UPS came today and delivered my ticket to Cartagena. I cant sleep and had to tell somebody damit. Anyway I guess I must be walking around with some shitty grin or something because this afternoon at Lowes, I noticed on 2 seperate occasions that I glanced at one of the many milfs that frequent this store, I got the squint eyed dagger glare from these 2 hot 30 somthings ladys. Its almost as if they know Im about to be phucking young hotties morning noon and night for a week. Anyway it was probably just the shitty grin, you know the one, the cat that just ate the canery grin.

Or maybe it was because you were giving them the "elevator look". You know the type. The one that goes from the bottom floor up to the top and back down again.

Yes,the ole elavator look. Very effective.I had my teeth cleaned a while back and the new hygeintist was really hot. In front of a few other lady hygeinstist, she told me I had nothing to worry about, she would be as gentle as possible but that she did enjoy torturing men. I gave her the ole elavator look, smiled and said take your time! She then said "You have a big mouth and that makes it easier for me" I said" oh well, the better for me to TALK to you, little red riding hood. Through out my teeth cleaning session I heard burst of laughter as word of our conversation spread thruogh the office.

Upon returning after a killer trip to SL last week, i was quickly back in to the routine which involved a networking event. I too had that "grin" that women just seem to pick up on. You know the "ive just been phucking hottie latinas all week long" kinda look. I was confronted by a pilates instructor (and former fitness model) who wanted to hear all about the trip. She was rubbing her legs up against mine, and looking deep into my eyes. She may have been talking about travel in CR, but her eyes clearly said "put that thing in my mouth, right now." I would have too if i hadnt just met her husband.

Women have that uncanny sense of knowing when a guy is truly satisfied with his sexuality. It drives them nuts up here, because so few guys are.