The flirting game.
Once I was riding a jeep when this guy keeps on glancing on me. It was disturbing because he might be a holdapper and planning some bad deed on me. Then he took something from his bag and came out a fan; he started fanning and he's gay pala.
He was checking me out... putcha...
The flirting game
Attraction. Eyes meet. A split second gaze captures her. Eyes part away. She avoids. You want it don't you? Eyes meet again. A split second gaze becomes a stare. She smiles. She wants it. She wrinkles her nose and squints. Cute.
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