I hate the fact that I’m shy……… sometimes.
Got in the elevator today and the guy that I like was on there. He was the first face I saw when the doors opened. My heart started racing fast. The way we look at each other is FIYAH. Unspoken words are so sexy to me. Had I been already on the elevator when he was getting on, I would have felt in control. I felt him staring at him me, but I couldn’t move. Not to mention today is one of my quiet days. I know my scent was all over him. Those few minutes felt like forever as he stood behind me. I know he wanted me to turn around. I couldn’t. Goodness, I just couldn’t. Others were on there too….. I know they felt our vibe. I could have gave “them” more, but today was one of my shy days.
Where works of the flesh exists, there is NO joy
