Since the start of the week, Ive been helping my dad deliver curries, due to his ankle injury.
Something ive noticed which I find quite awkward, is the amount of teenage girls who come to the door to collect the curry for their parents.
But they literally peacock there and then on the door, they are dressed in a nightie that barely covers their V*. and there is usually some kind of superb cleavage line on display.
Its like younger women have a fetish for older mens validation. They seem to also be totally bold in their pursuit, and hold eye contact like a sociopath whilst smiling. They also wait at the door to see if you look them up and down, as you leave.
This validation stuff is literally on steroids.
I've also noticed this a great opportunity to build a rotor of women. although its quite a posh area so most are in relationships
Something ive noticed which I find quite awkward, is the amount of teenage girls who come to the door to collect the curry for their parents.
But they literally peacock there and then on the door, they are dressed in a nightie that barely covers their V*. and there is usually some kind of superb cleavage line on display.
Its like younger women have a fetish for older mens validation. They seem to also be totally bold in their pursuit, and hold eye contact like a sociopath whilst smiling. They also wait at the door to see if you look them up and down, as you leave.
This validation stuff is literally on steroids.
I've also noticed this a great opportunity to build a rotor of women. although its quite a posh area so most are in relationships