Kissing is such a simple pleasure.
I had a fling with a young chap when I was doing my Masters in London. We would all go out drinking in Central London and then he and I would go to Trafalgar Square to get the night bus home. He got off in Pimlico since he was a trustafarian whilst I went home to Brixton. Anyone who's waited for the night bus knows that it's a long wait.
I kissed that young man for hours and hours, but had no desire whatsoever to have sex with him.
Sometimes, kissing is just enough and the rest is better kept in the imagination.
I've got sexy lips apparently. They are by far my best facial feature and it's common to find in conversation, that men will glance at my mouth.
It can be either
amusing - when the guy is trying to play it cool
appealing - if it's a guy that I am interested in
disturbing - when it's my friends husband
disconcerting - when it's my sons pediatrician
A common body language interpretation of this would be that the person staring wants to kiss me.
Now, thanks to our own dear Amboabe, I have to consider the possibilities that these men are not attracted to me whatsoever, but simply want to shut me up.
What a way to view the world.
So, how kissable are you, Date Machiners?
I bet Heath Ledger would've been kissable...
Here are some I made earlier:
Happy Boxing Day
Merry Miserable Fabulous F*cking Christmas
Persistent, interested or just plain annoying?
Do blondes have more fun?
A nod to amboabe
The road less travelled