I don’t intentionally set out to be BAD AT FLIRTING.
It just turns out that way.
I’m actually quite shy when it comes to being around people I have an attraction for.
I play it cool.
No sense letting on that I’d like them to stuff me like a Christmas stocking.
Usually someone else has to make the first move.
And then I unleash myself.
Beware of the beast!
I have been known to:
- Shove my naked crotch in a man’s face.
- Tell a guy that having sex with him is on my bucket list.
- Years ago I told a guy I was going to go home and masturbate while thinking of him.
- I showed up on a doorstep in nothing but a long jacket, garter belt and stockings.
- I once told a guy I was going to hit on him and then proceeded to hit on him.
- Don’t get me started on all the XXX rated pictures I’ve sent through text. . .
Subtle, I am not.
I don’t know how a shy person evolved such an outrageous way to flirt, but it’s the honest truth.
I’m either totally shy or I’m bombing you with my lust.
There’s a reason my playa name is Bombshell.