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Originally posted by: Nik
So, like, I'm on the lightrail train headed to work. I'm half asleep. Got my shades on so I can sleep in the dark. Got my arms folded so I don't look like a goober when I slump over drooling and sleeping. However, I couldn't really sleep this morning.

At one of the stops, this smokin hot blond (short and petite, awesome curves, hot ass, great jugs, perportioned well) gets on and sits in the seat ahead of me.

but wait... what's that smell?! :shocked: It's friggin Ambush! She's wearing AMBUSH! :Q :heart:

The first time I smelled the perfume Ambush was on my first love in jr high, and it's one of those insta-boner perfumes. Wow. Hot damn.

The train stops at the next stop and what do I see out the window? Another one. This one was very very similar to the hottie in front of me, but had bigger tracks of land, very curly brunette with blond streaks, and was wear a friggin PINK TOP. :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart:

Wow... this is awesome.

Holy shiot, she comes and sits right next to me :Q

omg okay at this point I'm having significant issues.

"Hiya, good morning! How are you?"

:shocked: She's... uh... she's talking to me. The one sitting next to me is talking to me. What the hell.

"Sore and not awake, you?"
"Doing well, thank you 🙂"



...

wow, I suck. I didn't have a business card ready so I just sat there like a crazed horndog until my stop. Oh well. Giving a business card and scribbling a home number on the back seems kinda tacky anyway. I simply excused myself and she smiled and said goodbye.

*snnniiiiifffffffff* I still smell it :heart:

Sigh. 🙂 I'm happy now. :heart:
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Rather anticlimactic, next time make something up.

Tom

 
Originally posted by: Budmantom
Rather anticlimactic, next time make something up.

Tom
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Yeah, if I played it like ATOT things it's best played, I'd end with getting slapped after reading her a nice little poem:

OMGHI2U
WTFBBQ
OMG WHAT NEXT?
OMG TEH BUTSEKS?!

:roll:

I played it how I thought it be done best. Polite. Not rude. Not typical-fvckstick-male. Etc.
 
Originally posted by: preslove
Seriously. My best morning ever involved a naked woman with a large rack, a kitchen... and apple pie...
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Thanksgiving morning at your mom's house??????

 
Originally posted by: Fausto
Originally posted by: DannyLove
What a pussy.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

See sig. Be a god damn student and get your balls idiot. GAWD!
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You need to post more. 😀
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hehe what are you talking about, I already have Lifer status that I obtained in 2001, I'm retired 😛

danny~!
 
Originally posted by: Nik
So, like, I'm on the lightrail train headed to work. I'm half asleep. Got my shades on so I can sleep in the dark. Got my arms folded so I don't look like a goober when I slump over drooling and sleeping. However, I couldn't really sleep this morning.

At one of the stops, this smokin hot blond (short and petite, awesome curves, hot ass, great jugs, perportioned well) gets on and sits in the seat ahead of me.

but wait... what's that smell?! :shocked: It's friggin Ambush! She's wearing AMBUSH! :Q :heart:

The first time I smelled the perfume Ambush was on my first love in jr high, and it's one of those insta-boner perfumes. Wow. Hot damn.

The train stops at the next stop and what do I see out the window? Another one. This one was very very similar to the hottie in front of me, but had bigger tracks of land, very curly brunette with blond streaks, and was wear a friggin PINK TOP. :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart:

Wow... this is awesome.

Holy shiot, she comes and sits right next to me :Q

omg okay at this point I'm having significant issues.

"Hiya, good morning! How are you?"

:shocked: She's... uh... she's talking to me. The one sitting next to me is talking to me. What the hell.

"Sore and not awake, you?"
"Doing well, thank you 🙂"



...

wow, I suck. I didn't have a business card ready so I just sat there like a crazed horndog until my stop. Oh well. Giving a business card and scribbling a home number on the back seems kinda tacky anyway. I simply excused myself and she smiled and said goodbye.

*snnniiiiifffffffff* I still smell it :heart:

Sigh. 🙂 I'm happy now. :heart:
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Quoted so Nik can NEVER live this down.
 
The cat's out of the bag! Nik screws up and posts under his usual handle rather than his alter ego handle, stormrider.
 
Originally posted by: Nik
So, like, I'm on the lightrail train headed to work. I'm half asleep. Got my shades on so I can sleep in the dark. Got my arms folded so I don't look like a goober when I slump over drooling and sleeping. However, I couldn't really sleep this morning.

At one of the stops, this smokin hot blond (short and petite, awesome curves, hot ass, great jugs, perportioned well) gets on and sits in the seat ahead of me.

but wait... what's that smell?! :shocked: It's friggin Ambush! She's wearing AMBUSH! :Q :heart:

The first time I smelled the perfume Ambush was on my first love in jr high, and it's one of those insta-boner perfumes. Wow. Hot damn.

The train stops at the next stop and what do I see out the window? Another one. This one was very very similar to the hottie in front of me, but had bigger tracks of land, very curly brunette with blond streaks, and was wear a friggin PINK TOP. :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart:

Wow... this is awesome.

Holy shiot, she comes and sits right next to me :Q

omg okay at this point I'm having significant issues.

"Hiya, good morning! How are you?"

:shocked: She's... uh... she's talking to me. The one sitting next to me is talking to me. What the hell.

"Sore and not awake, you?"
"Doing well, thank you 🙂"



...

wow, I suck. I didn't have a business card ready so I just sat there like a crazed horndog until my stop. Oh well. Giving a business card and scribbling a home number on the back seems kinda tacky anyway. I simply excused myself and she smiled and said goodbye.

*snnniiiiifffffffff* I still smell it :heart:

Sigh. 🙂 I'm happy now. :heart:
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great story! i felt like i was there. 😉

actually, that is a great way to start the day - eye candy that smells good and strikes up conversation :thumbsup:

also, it's those sunglasses... i told ya you looked hot in them.
and finally, maybe she will be on the train again tomorrow 😀

 
Originally posted by: moshquerade
Originally posted by: EyeMWing
Nik, Nik, Nik. Jesus man. That's pathetic.
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why is it pathetic? because he dared to post it or because something like that has never happened to you?
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Perhaps the reason you are asking such questions is because you are a woman. I will assume that for this reply.

Firstly, it is pathetic because he took absolutely NO action. It is pathetic because if any hot women would speak to you any smart man with balls and the idea of getting some ass would jump on this god given opportunity and get her number, or better, give her your number. and later call her and intice her interest. Very pathetic, you probably don't understand that if your a woman.

danny~!
 
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