chance
16-06-2005, 21:33
In a thinly disguised attempt to hold Saskia's hand, Maxwell has challenged his lady of choice to a game of thumb war.
It's a classic bit of playground flirtation: You like a girl, and you think she likes you. You really really want to hold her hand, but you're shy. Thank God for thumb war!
Maxwell is having to think of increasingly creative ways to get his hands on Saskia. He's tried back massages, foot massages and he's even hopped into bed with the lovely lady, but she seems to be blowing hot and cold.
In an effort to get her to blow hot the sneaky lad challenged the lass to a round of thumb war.
But unfortunately, Saskia took the game rather seriously, not realising it may have been intended as a flirty precursor to more intimate touching.
"You're crap," she laughed as she beat Maxwell for the second time.
Oh dear Maxwell, you're going to have to try harder than that!
It's a classic bit of playground flirtation: You like a girl, and you think she likes you. You really really want to hold her hand, but you're shy. Thank God for thumb war!
Maxwell is having to think of increasingly creative ways to get his hands on Saskia. He's tried back massages, foot massages and he's even hopped into bed with the lovely lady, but she seems to be blowing hot and cold.
In an effort to get her to blow hot the sneaky lad challenged the lass to a round of thumb war.
But unfortunately, Saskia took the game rather seriously, not realising it may have been intended as a flirty precursor to more intimate touching.
"You're crap," she laughed as she beat Maxwell for the second time.
Oh dear Maxwell, you're going to have to try harder than that!