Winding, Crooked Trails

Shared Expressions and Musings with a Connection to the Origin of Things and a Surly Hatred of Progress and Development along with a Churlish Resistance to all Popular Improvements (except for HDTV and Dolby 5:1 surround sound and maybe Books on CD) (thanks Ed)

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

Evil Grin

A former lover, from several years ago, was in attendance at yesterday's conference and last nights cocktail hour and dinner. She is married now and a senior manager at the company I used to work for. This morning she kicks off day two of the conference with a presentation in front of about 70 people.

It makes her nervous to be around me. I know things about her that would crash her world. She knows I'm very discreet but she's still nervous. I gave her the look a couple of times last night, after a couple of drinks, relaxed atmosphere and everyone alcohol loosened.

It's wrong that I enjoy making her squirm isn't it? I probably won't do it again today and tonight, or tomorrow when we're at the racetrack.

I mean she knows I could crash her world.