I can see through your clothes.
so this is wierd, but everytime some middle-aged woman winks at me, the thought goes through my head - 'does she want to have sex with me?' this mostly happens after a woman comes to get coffee: I make it, I give it to her, she pays, says thank you, and WINKS ! while also sending me subliminal messages of sexual desire. I hate 'workout clothes.' I'm hungry for a something. maybe a macaroni salad!? HUMMUS WRAP!? TOMaTO MOZZ WRAP?!?!?! M OOZZ MZZZ MZZZ?!!??