I remember a simpler time. Exchanging glances on the viranda of that corner store we used to frequent. Your finger gently taking advantage of the tip of my butt crack on the city bus.
And... let's stop right there. However, if you want to read the rest, feel free. You know, the I, Anonymous Blog is kind of a funny place. Why not make it even more interesting and funny with your confession or rant? EVERYBODY'S DOIN' IT.