 
Balletlover - Balletmania
written by Dep on 01.05. at 09:15:55 >>>Last sunday Dea and I are at Starbucks (yeah, I know, but it was in the bookstore, OK?) Dea's doing some work, I'm doing what I do if left to my own devices in this sort of situation, namely, massaging the galpal's feet (she's in white light opaques, I've got my trusty Lane Bryants under my jeans.) Well, I notice a woman, probably late twenties, looking right at my lap, (where Dea's feet are currently wriggling as I rub them.) She looks up at me, grins, and raises an eybrow as if to ask "You're getting a boner for your girlfriends feet right now, aren't you?" And I look her right in the eye, wink...and nod. Her grin got really wide, and she turned back to her conversation. But she kept looking over...-D Answers to this message:
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