"...the limits and rules of such girlish games are fluid...
...or at least too childishly subtle for the senior partner to grasp." - Humbert Humbert
The only thing better than having a middle-aged man sitting some three feet behind you at work is having one:
a) who smells nice (on a good day, I am almost transported back to that first summer at High School Fantasy Camp)
b) whose age difference with you is a mere one year less than the age difference between Lolita and her H.H.
c) who thinks you're somewhat younger and skinnier than you actually are, and
d) blessed be the Lord, responds favourably to your flirtations and gives it back in spades.
"If he offers you a ride, don't accept," observed one coworker archly.
The only thing better than having a middle-aged man sitting some three feet behind you at work is having one:
a) who smells nice (on a good day, I am almost transported back to that first summer at High School Fantasy Camp)
b) whose age difference with you is a mere one year less than the age difference between Lolita and her H.H.
c) who thinks you're somewhat younger and skinnier than you actually are, and
d) blessed be the Lord, responds favourably to your flirtations and gives it back in spades.
"If he offers you a ride, don't accept," observed one coworker archly.