I Hate Growing Up

Through out my whole life, I have sneaked peeks at girls and women. Yes, I know it is adolescent and voyeuristic. I thought I was getting away with it...o little did my self delusional self know... After a while I became a little more aggressive in decolletage viewing and enjoying the view as they walked past me. 

 However, I began to look up and see the disapproving look in their faces.

 It did not bother me too much, being a teenage boy. The habit just grew and has actually been an impediment in some relationships. Yet I persisted: old habits die hard.

 

 Now though, my Runtyun is getting a little older and developing in many ways. This pervert is NOT that perverted. Then I started to think about how I was objectifying the female body. Of course then I started to think how others will look at my little girl.

 I have made a decision. I will make every effort not to take advantage of unplanned glampes down unsuspecting shirts and blouses and receding derriere. So I am growing up a little.

 I had a delivery this week of some heavy freight, 8 boxes of exercise equipment, two of which were too much for me to handle alone.

 Phone conversation with the customer:

 "This is the courier and I have some freight for you."

 

 "Great! When will you be here."

 "About a half an hour. There are two boxes that I'll need help with. Are there some people there to help lift?" Was my reply.

 "Well I'm here and my partner too, but no men."

 "I really don't care if you are male or female. Just as long as you are strong."

 She said something about her being a substantial person and indicated she could help. 

 "Great! See you soon."

 I got to the  site and pulled up. The customer came out and I saw she was indeed a woman who looked very strong. She had a loose fitting blouse on and I had to remind myself not to take advantage and look down it. Six times I had to turn away!

 We got the freight off the van and I left. For about 30 seconds I felt good about myself, exalting in my goodness. Then I realized I had missed out in admiring the beauty of the woman. 

 I hate growing up!

olc

Out of the mouths of babes

The other day, the Runtyun and I were getting ready to do something, I forget what, and I was chillin’ on the couch. She kept on finding things she needed to do to get ready and kept sayin she was almost ready. I have heard this song and dance before, so I pulled my phone out and started surfing around.

She could tell that I was getting impatient at one point and said she was almost ready.

“No problem, my little Runtyun, I have all the patience in the world for you. Take your time.” I sighed and went to FaceBook.

“No you don’t, you want to go now,” was her reply.

Of course she was right about that, but I said, “Oh Sweet Stuff, how can you say that? Take your time, you need to be comfortable in your skin. I am patient.” I turned back to WOOT.com.

“Daddy you are not being patient, you are distracting yourself.”

Out of the mouth of babes!

olc