Ok ok ok, the one time I had to set in a psychiatrist's office was during my divorce with my mentally ill 1st wife. I wanted my 2 and 4 year old daughters to get all of the counseling and care possible. So, a lot of the time in that visit I would just let them go into the office and I sat out in the waiting room.
So, I am getting bored... this is pre smartphone era. I am reading some magazines and stuff, when I realize that this beautiful 20something is making eyes at me. This knock out girl was setting across from me, and I noticed that she was casually spreading her legs so that I could see up her skirt... very clearly... Then she smiled at me and was making these really obvious come hither eyes... I was like "oh wow, I can't believe my luck"... then I realized that she was a patient waiting to see her psychiatrist, ha ha.
The most beautiful crazy women are always throwing themselves at me. My fucking luck.
So, I am getting bored... this is pre smartphone era. I am reading some magazines and stuff, when I realize that this beautiful 20something is making eyes at me. This knock out girl was setting across from me, and I noticed that she was casually spreading her legs so that I could see up her skirt... very clearly... Then she smiled at me and was making these really obvious come hither eyes... I was like "oh wow, I can't believe my luck"... then I realized that she was a patient waiting to see her psychiatrist, ha ha.
The most beautiful crazy women are always throwing themselves at me. My fucking luck.