She kinda struck me as a midwesterner who found her way here, and while there are cities in the midwest, they don't count in the elitist sense of urbanity primarily presiding on the East Coast.

NOw while she may in fact be Bi, given her overheard gushings over girls every few days when I run into to her, she may in fact be a lesbian, or in some transitional phase where she might be identified as such.

(pants off ass: shakes head)

In further new things encountered, as I was giving my co-worker a massage today as I do every few, I encountered a hard-on in my pants and well, as I was trying to keep the chair from moving, I believe her back got inadvertently fondled by a getting towards hard wonderwand for a split second when the chair slid a bit.

That caused a rush of blood to my other head and an internal giggle.

All of this came about after I told her an anecdote about a girlfriend of mine once who -when I was out work for about 3-4 months, withheld sex.

However, she would tweak out her back alot with stress and I'm pretty darned good in the massage arena intuitively, so we ended up trading sex for massages, and all of that left a crappy taste in my mouth because I really do not like to be be manipulated. So my thinking shifted then and there into something more commodified.

So, say about a week after I told this anecdote to my officemates, she asked for a massage.

Yes. I really like her. She's terrific.

So yeah, that's the cool thing about post-modernity: you can sort of extrapolate the most interesting connections and possibilities in the universe with this god-almighty relativizing tool, especially on the internet.

:)

~V~