Demonstration

That skirt that one day. Those skorts, a couple days later.

I can't help but to think you've figured me out.

And that little demonstration, right smack in front of me? Oh yes, I am aware that you were involved in a task, which just happened to be completed directly in front of me, just happened to involve bending double wearing those skorts right where I very clearly could see you… completely innocent, surely? Right? Right.

Can I let you in on a little secret, though?

Don't get me wrong, I appreciate it very, very much. I'm still dreaming of that skirt, I mean holy smokes. Only saw you in it for a few seconds, but those seconds changed my life. That is a life altering skirt.

Sorry, lost my train of thought there…

Thing is, you already have me. I am already yours for the taking, you just have to take me.

You could march up to me in whatever you consider your frumpiest, least attractive outfit, no makeup, hair untouched since you got out of bed, and I would still think you are the sexiest thing on this planet. And my heart would melt for you just the same.

Funny thing, love…

That said. By all means. If you have anything else in your arsenal you care to demonstrate… Well. Who am I to complain?