Crush On The Tube

Posted Monday, September 13th, 2010 and is filed under General

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It was the morning rush hour and everyone was hating being crushed in to each other on the tube as we all made our way to work.

I share their hatred of the morning crush…until today when I looked up and saw who I was being crushed into! The most beautiful man was unavoidably having close contact with my little body. Normally the wait for the next station and a chance to breathe when the doors open for a few seconds is unbearably long as you share your oxygen with sweat pores of a larger than life businessman’s armpit, but on this fine London morning the next station came around all too quickly and the sweet aftershave smell of this gorgeous man’s chest was no longer a part of my life as he disappeared up the stairs and I returned to reality.

So the morning crush on the tube turned into MY morning crush on the tube. There’s always home time for another crush opportunity. Although the chances are that I will be rejoined by the sweaty smell of success.

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