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Come Inside... => The Snug => Topic started by: Nick on September 11, 2008, 11:17:24 AM
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I have been having my eyes tested for years. I know the drill. Lots of toys and those funny speccy things where they stop you from seeing things, then let you see things, then tell you that you need glasses and could we have lots of dosh please.
There is a new optician in town. Blonde, tall, slim. She was shining some light or other into my eyes and it all got very close up and sweaty. Well, I was sweating.I felt I was on the brink of being fondled eeek: eeek:
Truly.
Anyway, my eyes are fine and she only charged £22
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Sounds exactly like my local Spec Savers and every other optician that I have seen over the past twenty years.
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You get fondled? eeek:
I swear our foreheads stuck together at one point eeek:
And any closer and she would have had my eye out with her Wonderbra scared2:
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Exactly like the lass at Spec Savers in Rhyl. whistle:
Last time she bent over me like that I was so close to kissing her I had to bite my lower lip ~ I drew blood eeek:
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I wonder if they ever, y'know eyes:
Occupational hazard.
But my imagination can hear the sirens now noooo:
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Precisely why I bit my lower lip so hard.
My brain was telling me NO! But every hormone I have was shouting YES!
I figure it has to be an age thing. The opticians, like most young wimmin nowadays, are so PC that they would almost certainly push the panic button if you even mentioned the idea but I felt that no woman had ever come that close to me without expecting/wanting to be kissed and it was very hard to resist the impulse.
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No fear of that here; when I had mine tested (http://www.virtual-pub.com/SMF/index.php?topic=4438.0 whistle:) the technician was male, South Efrican, and with a shaved head eeek:
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Was he "nice" eyes:
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Precisely why I bit my lower lip so hard.
My brain was telling me NO! But every hormone I have was shouting YES!
I figure it has to be an age thing. The opticians, like most young wimmin nowadays, are so PC that they would almost certainly push the panic button if you even mentioned the idea but I felt that no woman had ever come that close to me without expecting/wanting to be kissed that it was very hard to resist the impulse.
Maybe they get trained to do thatr, so the bill doesn't look so extortionate, like
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Was he "nice" eyes:
Thankfully he was professional, articulate and well turned out.
That said, I did once have an appointment with a blonde, green eyed, Irish dental hygienist that matches your recent experience eyes:
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Did she call the police? eeek:
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Nick, have you thought that you may have an inapropriate attachment to health professionals?
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No, why?
PS Are you a health professional.? We could discuss this over dinner. eyes:
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I am not a professional of any nature.
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noooo:
She almost fell in there noooo:
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I have grown wise to your trickery!
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Wenchy BA (Innuendo) cloud9:
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Precisely why I bit my lower lip so hard.
My brain was telling me NO! But every hormone I have was shouting YES!
I figure it has to be an age thing. The opticians, like most young wimmin nowadays, are so PC that they would almost certainly push the panic button if you even mentioned the idea but I felt that no woman had ever come that close to me without expecting/wanting to be kissed that it was very hard to resist the impulse.
Maybe they get trained to do thatr, so the bill doesn't look so extortionate, like
Nope ~ I don't pay for my eye-tests, being diabetic like, and she knows that. She also knows that I will take the prescription and buy the specs on line saving a fortune in the process. She has no reason to get up close and personal other than it is necessary for them to look into your eyes using that gizmo with the little light on it in order to carryout their professional duties.
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But you hoped noooo:
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Not really hoped ~ I knew that there was nothing other than professional interest in her closeness but, as I tried to say, although my brain knew this my male instincts were telling me a different story.
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I think most men think that way when in close proximity to a bosom. ::)
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HOw would you know that? rubschin:
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HOw would you know that? rubschin:
Because sadly when men think such thoughts they get this glazed look, often accompanied by drool.
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HOw would you know that? rubschin:
Because sadly when men think such thoughts they get this glazed look, often accompanied by drool.
I have that all the time. cry:
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HOw would you know that? rubschin:
Because sadly when men think such thoughts they get this glazed look, often accompanied by drool.
I have that all the time. cry:
That my love is called alzheimers and old age. happy001 happy001 happy001 happy001
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I think most men think that way when in close proximity to a bosom. ::)
It wasn't so much the bosom but the fact that I could feel her breath on my mouth she was that close to the kissing position and of course she had her head tilted to one side so our noses would not have bumped, just the way I learned to do it all those years ago cloud9:
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I think most men think that way when in close proximity to a bosom. ::)
It wasn't so much the bosom but the fact that I could feel her breath on my mouth she was that close to the kissing position and of course she had her head tilted to one side so our noses would not have bumped, just the way I learned to do it all those years ago ... on my hand cloud9:
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Unnecessary noooo:
And unworthy of you ~ I expect such things from some but I have to say I am disappointed.
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<wenchy hangs her head in shame>
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razz:
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Not opticians, but the junior in the hairdressers.
It is very disturbing when they thrust themselves into your face as they wash your hair.
Am sure they do it on purpose.
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My "hairdresser" is 6'3", Scouse, shaves his head and is very very tattooed. He'd scare the sh*t outta anyone on a dark night ~ which is why I only go once every four months or when Mrs S#2 starts mentioning ribbons, ponytails and braids. whistle:
I DO NOT fancy him in the least.
See also "Lack of bosom"
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Mine's Greek Cypriot... so's her junior... and Tel, I know what you mean rubschin:
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I used (back in the early 70s) to frequent a Greek Barbers in Bernard Street, Southampton. Mucho vino was always available for the "regulars" as was a hand or six of cards, a good price on the favourite for the three thirty or the address of a "nice young lady, set you up for the afternoon".
As a young buck with wife safely looking after the two small ones at home and me working for a broker it was a good time to be there.
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Barbers, hairdressers, whatever, seem always to have been on the edge of offering 'personal services'. The barber's pole of yore, a quick leeching, or something for the weekend rubschin:
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Indeed ~ and the barber's striped pole is a reminder of the days when they advertised their trade of Surgeon Barbers
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Indeed ~ and the barber's striped pole is a reminder of the days when they advertised their trade of Surgeon Barbers
Bleeders.
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Indeed ~ and the barber's striped pole is a reminder of the days when they advertised their trade of Surgeon Barbers
Bleeders.
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