Well, I wanted to make a move on her for a while, and I heard she was leaving soon, which compelled me to act. Instead of being indirect, like usual, and stalling out, I decided to be more direct, penning the following script, based on past observations of her behavior:
I’m gonna miss you, doctor.
I’m gonna miss you, cause you’re so blame cute.
I’m gonna miss it when you talk like a little girl.
I’m gonna miss it when you sit all pigeon-toed.
And I’m also gonna miss how you rub your hands around your inner thighs.
After practicing it for several weeks so as to say it with genuine confidence (I have some acting skills), I visited her yesterday at her office for another appointment. I was asked asked whether I wanted to see her alone or with a scribe or not, and I said yes to the scribe. In retrospect, I should've said no for any number of reasons, but then again, up till this visit, I didn't know I had any options, so just assumed I had to see her with someone else present, and decided to just suck it up, letting the chips fall wherever.
Any rate, in comes the doctor, with her assistant, and, in due course, I start my acting-rehearsed spiel, making downcast her head where she stands, delightfully embarrassed at my specific compliments, not of physical beauty, but behavior. And then I get to the racy last line. Response?
Without looking up, she says, in voice low as a whisper, "Now, I don't think that is appr..." And just like that, her obligatory opposition to my graphic praise of her own behavior melted away, with the good doctor unable to rebuke me, let alone finish a simple sentence, for shining a spotlight on behavior she herself evidently deemed appropriate by her own actions. She then sits down in a leg twine, obviously flustered, but what does she do? As if to make my point for me, she wedges her right hand between her thighs! Quickly she realizes what she's doing, and pulls it out, but I clearly got to her.
I unfortunately didn't even attempt a number close, but I at least rattled her, getting truly under her skin, and I savor that. In all honesty, though, what should I have done different? I sparked some attraction, but wasn't able to follow it up. In any case, I acted like a man, and felt better for that.
If she commiserates with her girlfriends, she'll have a blame hard time if they probe; did she encourage me? Well, all I did was praise behavior she himself did, and if I was inappropriate for calling it out, in a gutsy way, dare I say, wasn't she worse for doing it to start, and then reengaging in some of it after I spotlit it?
She's gonna remember this, if nothing else.
Anything I should have done instead though? I didn't try to number close, for one.
I’m gonna miss you, doctor.
I’m gonna miss you, cause you’re so blame cute.
I’m gonna miss it when you talk like a little girl.
I’m gonna miss it when you sit all pigeon-toed.
And I’m also gonna miss how you rub your hands around your inner thighs.
After practicing it for several weeks so as to say it with genuine confidence (I have some acting skills), I visited her yesterday at her office for another appointment. I was asked asked whether I wanted to see her alone or with a scribe or not, and I said yes to the scribe. In retrospect, I should've said no for any number of reasons, but then again, up till this visit, I didn't know I had any options, so just assumed I had to see her with someone else present, and decided to just suck it up, letting the chips fall wherever.
Any rate, in comes the doctor, with her assistant, and, in due course, I start my acting-rehearsed spiel, making downcast her head where she stands, delightfully embarrassed at my specific compliments, not of physical beauty, but behavior. And then I get to the racy last line. Response?
Without looking up, she says, in voice low as a whisper, "Now, I don't think that is appr..." And just like that, her obligatory opposition to my graphic praise of her own behavior melted away, with the good doctor unable to rebuke me, let alone finish a simple sentence, for shining a spotlight on behavior she herself evidently deemed appropriate by her own actions. She then sits down in a leg twine, obviously flustered, but what does she do? As if to make my point for me, she wedges her right hand between her thighs! Quickly she realizes what she's doing, and pulls it out, but I clearly got to her.
I unfortunately didn't even attempt a number close, but I at least rattled her, getting truly under her skin, and I savor that. In all honesty, though, what should I have done different? I sparked some attraction, but wasn't able to follow it up. In any case, I acted like a man, and felt better for that.
If she commiserates with her girlfriends, she'll have a blame hard time if they probe; did she encourage me? Well, all I did was praise behavior she himself did, and if I was inappropriate for calling it out, in a gutsy way, dare I say, wasn't she worse for doing it to start, and then reengaging in some of it after I spotlit it?
She's gonna remember this, if nothing else.
Anything I should have done instead though? I didn't try to number close, for one.
