Last night I found myself by chance to relive an evening type of almost seven years ago ...
Yes, because if there was a time when my " charm "were particularly impressed my 20 years ... I was left with my first boyfriend for a year and did not want their kids to know anything ... My interest was the work, study and go out every night with my friends ..
And there was evening in the seven weeks that do not come home with a card with compliments and phone number attached to or a rose by strangers one night ... I also remedied a solo song from a group of local .. and another I had to pretend to be a lesbian just to shake off ....
Then of a sudden not happened to me anything more ... maybe because I stopped snubbing the masculine gender and I started to
accompanied ... Not that I miss the looks of his girlfriend ' interest .. but clearly reckless as explicit ... I no longer found.
Up to last night ...
Already .. quiet evening that my boyfriend has decided to spend between boys ..
I decided to go eat a sandwich with a friend .. and we were involved in a sort of "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire" organized by the pub ... between exultation at the correct answers, the laughter to a hat with donkey ears for the last arrived I found myself in his hands a piece of paper napkin with a phone number and a call to "call me if you like ...
Obviously not ever call that stranger but my ego was revived several times while someone will think next time before you leave me alone; )
