GyroVorbis confesses secret love affair!!!!11one
Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 10:32 pm
I'm telling on myself. Today I realized that I have a problem. I am sexually attracted to intelligent women.
I met the most beautiful 40-something year-old woman today. She happens to also be a British Literature teacher... my British Literature teacher.
She isn't really that good looking, but my god, her intelligence, her demeanor, and her energy is just amazing. She's classy, sophisticated, and she knows her Beowolf and Canterbury Tales. She's also well versed in Old and Middle English and is probably acquainted with nearly every play Shakespeare wrote.
When she teaches, she has these sexy little glasses that she likes to put on and take off playfully. She also had this pearly bead necklace that only a woman of taste would wield.
As she writes on the chalkboard, I can vividly see her tight ass compliment her skinny figure. She also has these perky little breasts that are screaming "fondleth me" in Old English as she explains that Beowolf is actually a Christian tale.
So I will end this by saying that I lust for intelligent women. I want to hear them tell me about dark age writing, show me how to partially differentiate with respect to multiple variables, discuss the turning point of the American Civil War, or even explain the Oedipus complex as we make love in bed.
Miss Brit Lit also has no ring. She's mine.
I met the most beautiful 40-something year-old woman today. She happens to also be a British Literature teacher... my British Literature teacher.
She isn't really that good looking, but my god, her intelligence, her demeanor, and her energy is just amazing. She's classy, sophisticated, and she knows her Beowolf and Canterbury Tales. She's also well versed in Old and Middle English and is probably acquainted with nearly every play Shakespeare wrote.
When she teaches, she has these sexy little glasses that she likes to put on and take off playfully. She also had this pearly bead necklace that only a woman of taste would wield.
As she writes on the chalkboard, I can vividly see her tight ass compliment her skinny figure. She also has these perky little breasts that are screaming "fondleth me" in Old English as she explains that Beowolf is actually a Christian tale.
So I will end this by saying that I lust for intelligent women. I want to hear them tell me about dark age writing, show me how to partially differentiate with respect to multiple variables, discuss the turning point of the American Civil War, or even explain the Oedipus complex as we make love in bed.
Miss Brit Lit also has no ring. She's mine.
