AngelicaPink
Stepford Wife...Of Sorts!
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On creepy BBW lovers. I guess.
So we have new neighbors. It's a young couple with their two toddlers and they came from Venezuela recently. They own the magazine shop two houses over and they moved nearby recently.
I'm assuming the guy must like BBW's because the wife has a killer body (as in, tall, curvy, delicious, half Native American-half Latin American, raven black long straight hair, big dark eyes. she seems nice, though a little grumpy sometimes).
Everyday at about 5 in the afternoon I go out to grab some coffee with a co-worker who is also a BBW but older than me. Everyday at about 5 in the afternoon the guy leans against the shop's door to smoke 2 and 3 cigarettes. When me and this other lady pass by him he always smiles a nasty/naughty smile and says that sort of "good afternoon" that *must* have a hidden meaning. He also looks at us in a spooky, I-can-see-you-naked kind of way.
That guy never EVER fails to creep the living hell out of me. Seriously. And I checked with this other lady and she feels the same. It's not just me imagining things and being full of myself. Ah well.
Sorry for rambling, I just had to share.
So we have new neighbors. It's a young couple with their two toddlers and they came from Venezuela recently. They own the magazine shop two houses over and they moved nearby recently.
I'm assuming the guy must like BBW's because the wife has a killer body (as in, tall, curvy, delicious, half Native American-half Latin American, raven black long straight hair, big dark eyes. she seems nice, though a little grumpy sometimes).
Everyday at about 5 in the afternoon I go out to grab some coffee with a co-worker who is also a BBW but older than me. Everyday at about 5 in the afternoon the guy leans against the shop's door to smoke 2 and 3 cigarettes. When me and this other lady pass by him he always smiles a nasty/naughty smile and says that sort of "good afternoon" that *must* have a hidden meaning. He also looks at us in a spooky, I-can-see-you-naked kind of way.
That guy never EVER fails to creep the living hell out of me. Seriously. And I checked with this other lady and she feels the same. It's not just me imagining things and being full of myself. Ah well.
Sorry for rambling, I just had to share.
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