This post is for the young lady in red (car) on Saturday night May 12, around 8.00pm. (Better late than never)
Around this time I pulled into Caltex Penshurst on King Georges Rd to refuel on my way home. I followed a little red car which stopped at the pump ahead of me; the number plate showing BX _ _ BR. I don't remember the numbers in the middle but wouldn't show them anyway.
From the little red car emerged a good looking young woman, maybe early twenties. Longish brown/blond hair, casually dressed in an open jacket of sorts over a top and blue jeans. On her way out on Saturday night it appeared.
I mention these details because I looked at her, more than once, while we fuelled our cars. I tried to not be obvious but women have that built in radar when being checked out. I think she caught me out but I'm not sure.
Anyway, it was not my fault. Her legs and bum were just great, the best, to look at. I couldn't help myself nor did I want to. If I was sprung then so be it. I love looking at women, I suppose that's not good but it's true.
It was easy to tell that the jeans were not doing the shaping; it was just her. And it was great to see that she looked after herself; so many women don't. She made me wish I was thirty years younger.
Every now and then it happens that I see a woman that just knocks me out. She is one of them and it would be great if she somehow managed to read this. I loved looking at her and this is the only way I can tell her.
I hope, if she did catch me out, that I didn't make her feel uncomfortable. It's just hard not to look. It's a funny thing too I find, that looking at someone has to be done carefully or else they will be creeped out or offended or whatever as if I was doing something wrong. Looking at beauty can be difficult!
If I was on the receiving end of such a look (I know, but just an example) I would take it as a compliment, which of course it is. I wish I could have told her, but that just isn't the way to do things. I'm too old, my hair is mostly grey, I have kids, a daughter around her age, etc. I am bad.
For the record, I certainly fancied her as well as enjoying her looks. In my mind I imagined her checking me out, asking did I want to get together sometime? As much as I would have loved to do this, my reply could only be, 'will you be gentle with me?'.
Does anyone else get tangled up like this, or is it just me?
Thought I'd stick a YouTube video up. It's not great but is closest to the theme of my post.
Around this time I pulled into Caltex Penshurst on King Georges Rd to refuel on my way home. I followed a little red car which stopped at the pump ahead of me; the number plate showing BX _ _ BR. I don't remember the numbers in the middle but wouldn't show them anyway.
From the little red car emerged a good looking young woman, maybe early twenties. Longish brown/blond hair, casually dressed in an open jacket of sorts over a top and blue jeans. On her way out on Saturday night it appeared.
I mention these details because I looked at her, more than once, while we fuelled our cars. I tried to not be obvious but women have that built in radar when being checked out. I think she caught me out but I'm not sure.
Anyway, it was not my fault. Her legs and bum were just great, the best, to look at. I couldn't help myself nor did I want to. If I was sprung then so be it. I love looking at women, I suppose that's not good but it's true.
It was easy to tell that the jeans were not doing the shaping; it was just her. And it was great to see that she looked after herself; so many women don't. She made me wish I was thirty years younger.
Every now and then it happens that I see a woman that just knocks me out. She is one of them and it would be great if she somehow managed to read this. I loved looking at her and this is the only way I can tell her.
I hope, if she did catch me out, that I didn't make her feel uncomfortable. It's just hard not to look. It's a funny thing too I find, that looking at someone has to be done carefully or else they will be creeped out or offended or whatever as if I was doing something wrong. Looking at beauty can be difficult!
If I was on the receiving end of such a look (I know, but just an example) I would take it as a compliment, which of course it is. I wish I could have told her, but that just isn't the way to do things. I'm too old, my hair is mostly grey, I have kids, a daughter around her age, etc. I am bad.
For the record, I certainly fancied her as well as enjoying her looks. In my mind I imagined her checking me out, asking did I want to get together sometime? As much as I would have loved to do this, my reply could only be, 'will you be gentle with me?'.
Does anyone else get tangled up like this, or is it just me?
Thought I'd stick a YouTube video up. It's not great but is closest to the theme of my post.