Dear Mr. Pupil,
Maybe I was naïve to think you actually came to the classes I was teaching because you wanted to learn to dance. Maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised when you told me the main reason you were there every lesson was so you could shamelessly check out my ass. Maybe I should have stayed professional and respected the teacher-pupil relationship. But I’m so glad I didn’t. Continue reading
Dear Mister Engaged,
Let’s just blame it on the tequila. Because we as two adults should have been a lot more responsible. And you, ten years my senior, should definitely have been more responsible.
I understand that you were lonely; on a job here, by yourself, no friends. That is why I gave in to our mutual friend’s request to have a drink with you. And the first time we met, when I asked you about your fiancée, it wasn’t just out of interest. It was also to clear the flirtatious energy building between us. And those first few meetings we did a pretty good job, as we platonically greeted one another, and always went our separate ways.
Oh, but that wretched tequila… Continue reading
Dear Mr. Co-worker,
You got upset because somebody threw a Post-it at you to get your attention. Who does that?! The anger flaming from your eyes, while trying to stay composed was completely over the top for what happened. Yet the passion that accompanied it immediately got my attention and strangely enough turned me on. Continue reading