Saw a bloke in my teeny town about 2 months ago. Thought he was quite nice, older than my usual type, like he might ACTUALLY be my age or above
was checking him out as i had coffee with my mother. He was eating lunch alone, in messy work gear.
I 'thought' he had caught me looking'
So today I drvie to the school to collect dd, and park up, there's a buliders van in fornt of me. I get out, and he literally pops up from behind the wall of a garden, see's me (about 5 ft awaY) and gives me the most big, gorg, 'hello'all smiley and familiar.
I was the same back. Walked away thinking, hang on, did he think he knew me (doubt setting in at the very lovely way he said it)
have i been looking at him whilst drunk, and can't quite remember.
no, I truly think he (whispers) liked me.
wtf do i do now, I need to go out, but dd as you all know refuses to go to daddy.
oh, i got the name of the company.!!!
It felt Good!!!