Inside Gladys' stardust-covered brain.

Saturday, January 28, 2006

Googly, Giggly

#154: And Quickly Going for the Kill

She gave him googly eyes. (With googly meaning scanning his retina for any hint of reciprocation of her adoration.) Sheep eyes was what another blogger called it. She was making sheep eyes at him - she who had a boyfriend somewhere. (In her pocket perhaps? He was peculiarly absent in conversations.) She touched his cheek at some point, almost cupping his face. Ah, the angel has her tricks.

The relationship is on the rocks, she explains with a pained look that's almost real. She's uncertain about her future with him. But see, the present is here for the seizing! Tall and lean with wide-eyed browns that speak thousands of words they probably don't even intend to convey.

She slinks about shyly - if slinking can be done with shyness, and continues her agenda through the night. If this deal pulls through, she'll have someone to catch her even before she and her boyfriend are through.

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