the captians wench
sewing wench
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Okay, wenchie is perving again. *giggles*
I have a thing for accents, a serious one, but it's only been recently that I've realized how serious it really is.
Now not just any accent will do it. Spanish, Italian, or any Hispanic or Latino accent really doesn't do it for me. French, German, or the slightly different dialect of different states or Canada doesn't even make me bat an eye anymore. Asian....meh...Russian will give me a chill. Irish makes my heart pound, but what really does it for me, what is sure to soak my panties in 3 words or less is an English accent.
I don't know what it is, but I realized this when I was walking in walmart and one of the managers over the speaker had an English accent and I could feel myself drip. Then just a few days later, a customer came in, again, English and when he ordered it took every fiber of my being not to put myself on the menue.
Then it hit me today (okay so I'm kinda slow), I'm about to make a trip to a country where I'm going to be surrounded by men with Irish accents. Add in my obsession for rain and well I'm really going to be begging that Jounar lets me wear panties.
Then another realization....I have a layover in London.
Lord help the poor person who sits my seat after me. 
On to my point. This is totally involentary for me. Just a natural trigger that makes me ready to pounce the poor man speaking to me in a way that he wouldn't know what hit him. Does anyone else have such triggers? What just makes you feel like a tiger?
I have a thing for accents, a serious one, but it's only been recently that I've realized how serious it really is.
Now not just any accent will do it. Spanish, Italian, or any Hispanic or Latino accent really doesn't do it for me. French, German, or the slightly different dialect of different states or Canada doesn't even make me bat an eye anymore. Asian....meh...Russian will give me a chill. Irish makes my heart pound, but what really does it for me, what is sure to soak my panties in 3 words or less is an English accent.
I don't know what it is, but I realized this when I was walking in walmart and one of the managers over the speaker had an English accent and I could feel myself drip. Then just a few days later, a customer came in, again, English and when he ordered it took every fiber of my being not to put myself on the menue.
Then it hit me today (okay so I'm kinda slow), I'm about to make a trip to a country where I'm going to be surrounded by men with Irish accents. Add in my obsession for rain and well I'm really going to be begging that Jounar lets me wear panties.
Then another realization....I have a layover in London.
On to my point. This is totally involentary for me. Just a natural trigger that makes me ready to pounce the poor man speaking to me in a way that he wouldn't know what hit him. Does anyone else have such triggers? What just makes you feel like a tiger?