Now that Nicholas Presson is the big stag, he will be the ultimate flirt of MHS. Not only do the ladies find him comely and alluring, but his masterful flirting skills just bring his appeal towards the woman over the top.
I think of Valentine’s day the other day. I think about guys trying to hit on girls, vice versa. I think of funny pick up lines, and I picture a girl getting hit on at a bar. I think of potential love.
This is something that needs to be done by everyone. It gives you that release that you need from being inside yourself. It allows you to connect and become closer with someone. In todays time, that is something that we can only wish for. To be closer with people. That thing that is missing in this internet generation.
Just found a blog about “changing jobs” … getting out of the cubicle and into my passion. I often flirt with the idea … change … look for “new cheese” … however, I keep gnawing on that same old dry and crumbly stuff …. ready for new cheese!
God, she’s looking at me. What do I do? Say something, say something. No not that, that was cheesy. Why do I do this to myself? Smile. Now she thinks you’re a psycho. Well done, genius.
bat those eyelashes think about your hair, laugh a little too loud. heart beats faster, hunger leaves replaced by something not named, not naamebale, not needing a name,.either, just sense, sensoryos like arousal but not so much, not so deep.
Conneaut Lake Park, NW PA. The Amusement Park to beat all others, at least in the mind of this 8 year old in 1969. They had a pony ride. I remember that I was allowed to ride, but that my sister could ride twice, because she was interested in horses and I just liked the ride. I remember thinking that it wasn’t fair, but also realizing that I would rather have been on the roller coaster than a brown pony anyway. Never thought about it before, but this is pretty much how our lives have turned out.
I have often wondered what it would have been like to be adopted, or to adopt a child of my own. I can’t see that it would make any difference. As I’ve gotten older, the link between people is not always due to bloodlines. I’m very glad things turned out as they have, but I do wonder.
I’m constantly amazed at the power of music to take us back to an emotional place. I remember in the mid-70’s, I heard Elton John sing the lyric “Butterflies are free to fly” and for some reason, that freed me in some emotional way, like a layer of ice broken through. I needed to hear that line at that exact moment. I don’t even remember what the issue was (probably typical angst) but it left an emotional image. When I hear that song, and that lyric in particular, I can still feel the release of understanding and emotion that I felt then.
i love to flirt – or to be flirted with – at 43 flirting is not as often but definately more appreciated… every bit of me tingles inside and out and i realize too that is is only a flirt.
Eyes meet. Linger. Pupils dilate. Dart away. Slow smile. A finger curls her hair. Heart racing. Is he looking? Yes. Licked lips. Imagination running riot. Dizzy head. Giddy nipples. Body burning. Pang of desire. A furtive glance. Study his features. Undressing him with hungry eyes. The need to be touched. There. A smouldering gaze. A beckoning finger. The window cleaner obliged.
The brush rolls through the crimson, streaks the surface of the canvas and flirts with the notion of a sunset…no, a rose…no, something less obvious. An idea, then. It streaks slashes of red and skates along the blank plane, filling it up with something simply because there is a void.
“She said: it is fun to flirt, it doesn’t mean anything.” Everyone in the lunchroom laughed. The laughter was carried down the corridor, widening and deepening as it travelled.
Ellen was sitting alone in the office still working. She raised her head distracted by the noise vaguely aware that again she was the subject of the laughter.
Flirting is a seducer’s game with the seducer trying to please the woman. This is not the way of the Don Juan. The Don Juan doesn’t flirt because he turns the tables on the woman by making her entertain him.
I did something the other day that I will regret for a long time. I made a flirt with a young lady, who looked out of this world. She was stunning, and love was in the air.
One day a man saw a woman on a train, and wondered if there had been anyone more beautiful. Struck with instant paralysis, he thought up the best thing to break the ice with her, based on her wardrobe. He sauntered over to her and asked ”Do those hurt?” To which she replied, “Excuse me?”
flirt is something you do if you want attention, usually to the opisite sex. its quite fun and harmless unless you’re in a relationship then its bad to flirt with other people
Oh snap! flattery, seduce, boys, batting eyelashes, smiling
Now that Nicholas Presson is the big stag, he will be the ultimate flirt of MHS. Not only do the ladies find him comely and alluring, but his masterful flirting skills just bring his appeal towards the woman over the top.
relationship, boyfriend, girlfriend, he says/she says, attraction, juvenile
wow…
uhh
blank mind
peoples actions
laughable
huh
And then, with many a flirt and flutter, perched above my chamber door.
Ladies
Nick Presson
Tom Walker
slyness
quick
slick
allure
beautiful
Shane Dodd
conversation
cute boys. laughing. smiles. attention.
boys, girls, love, laughing, touching, smiling, batting eyes, texting, smiley faces, winky faces, annoying, wants attention, sensual
Love, affection, fool, funny, embarrassment, school
Nolan is very sly with the females. He winks lusciously with interest at his prey. And begins the process of getting a date…….atta boy.
I think of Valentine’s day the other day. I think about guys trying to hit on girls, vice versa. I think of funny pick up lines, and I picture a girl getting hit on at a bar. I think of potential love.
love
cute
aww
sensual
oooooh la la
attention
boys and girls
precious
ladies.
This is something that needs to be done by everyone. It gives you that release that you need from being inside yourself. It allows you to connect and become closer with someone. In todays time, that is something that we can only wish for. To be closer with people. That thing that is missing in this internet generation.
Ladies
Touchy touchy
Feely feel
How can a look pierce more sharply than a spear?
How can a touch crush more completely than a bludgeon?
Just found a blog about “changing jobs” … getting out of the cubicle and into my passion. I often flirt with the idea … change … look for “new cheese” … however, I keep gnawing on that same old dry and crumbly stuff …. ready for new cheese!
God, she’s looking at me. What do I do? Say something, say something. No not that, that was cheesy. Why do I do this to myself? Smile. Now she thinks you’re a psycho. Well done, genius.
It ain’t funny
he said in his deep, southern, candy floss drawl
you can’t flirt like a hooker then walk away with not a word…
bat those eyelashes think about your hair, laugh a little too loud. heart beats faster, hunger leaves replaced by something not named, not naamebale, not needing a name,.either, just sense, sensoryos like arousal but not so much, not so deep.
Fun, life-enhancing, wanton, embracement of spirit. Laughter on a spiritual level, human eye to human soul.
Conneaut Lake Park, NW PA. The Amusement Park to beat all others, at least in the mind of this 8 year old in 1969. They had a pony ride. I remember that I was allowed to ride, but that my sister could ride twice, because she was interested in horses and I just liked the ride. I remember thinking that it wasn’t fair, but also realizing that I would rather have been on the roller coaster than a brown pony anyway. Never thought about it before, but this is pretty much how our lives have turned out.
He died in my arms before I could tell him how much he had meant. Although I knew he knew. Such a flirt when we met. When he asked Tom for my number…
I have often wondered what it would have been like to be adopted, or to adopt a child of my own. I can’t see that it would make any difference. As I’ve gotten older, the link between people is not always due to bloodlines. I’m very glad things turned out as they have, but I do wonder.
those eyes, that mouth and you pretend you don’t mean it. i kind of love that.
I’m constantly amazed at the power of music to take us back to an emotional place. I remember in the mid-70’s, I heard Elton John sing the lyric “Butterflies are free to fly” and for some reason, that freed me in some emotional way, like a layer of ice broken through. I needed to hear that line at that exact moment. I don’t even remember what the issue was (probably typical angst) but it left an emotional image. When I hear that song, and that lyric in particular, I can still feel the release of understanding and emotion that I felt then.
i love to flirt – or to be flirted with – at 43 flirting is not as often but definately more appreciated… every bit of me tingles inside and out and i realize too that is is only a flirt.
Eyes meet. Linger. Pupils dilate. Dart away. Slow smile. A finger curls her hair. Heart racing. Is he looking? Yes. Licked lips. Imagination running riot. Dizzy head. Giddy nipples. Body burning. Pang of desire. A furtive glance. Study his features. Undressing him with hungry eyes. The need to be touched. There. A smouldering gaze. A beckoning finger. The window cleaner obliged.
The brush rolls through the crimson, streaks the surface of the canvas and flirts with the notion of a sunset…no, a rose…no, something less obvious. An idea, then. It streaks slashes of red and skates along the blank plane, filling it up with something simply because there is a void.
flirt as flirt can
“She said: it is fun to flirt, it doesn’t mean anything.” Everyone in the lunchroom laughed. The laughter was carried down the corridor, widening and deepening as it travelled.
Ellen was sitting alone in the office still working. She raised her head distracted by the noise vaguely aware that again she was the subject of the laughter.
Flirting is a seducer’s game with the seducer trying to please the woman. This is not the way of the Don Juan. The Don Juan doesn’t flirt because he turns the tables on the woman by making her entertain him.
I did something the other day that I will regret for a long time. I made a flirt with a young lady, who looked out of this world. She was stunning, and love was in the air.
no idea
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yav neyse. bu akşam gelcem.
One day a man saw a woman on a train, and wondered if there had been anyone more beautiful. Struck with instant paralysis, he thought up the best thing to break the ice with her, based on her wardrobe. He sauntered over to her and asked ”Do those hurt?” To which she replied, “Excuse me?”
flirt is something you do if you want attention, usually to the opisite sex. its quite fun and harmless unless you’re in a relationship then its bad to flirt with other people
no.
It’s about the eyes, they’ll tell you the difference between a flirt and a talk.
I flirt with the night. He teases me with promises of sleep and sweet dreams and I smile coyly and roll away with shy laughs. I want what he promises.
But unfortunately, I’m having a war right now, and the enemy is winning. So sleep and the night will pay up later.