Thursday, 11 June 2015

How? And why?

How do you tell a 12 year old boy he's beautiful without his totally freaking out? The politically correct answer is, of course, that you don't, because 12 year old boys are only supposed to be attractive to their peer group, if at all. But there have been two occasions today I might have told boys they were just that, beautiful, had I known a way to do it. The latter was the 'next door but one' cutie, who was out with friends in the communal garden again this evening, but the first was an even more visceral experience, a boy on a bus, not for the first time. He got on a few stops after me, and sat opposite. Not only was he very good looking, but there was something about him that had an immediate aphrodisiac effect, too, something that really doesn't happen very often. Nothing, of course, happened in either instance, but it might give those who want to snipe at me some more ammunition. I just wish those who do want to castigate me would do it here rather than on other people's blogs. I don't see why that should be any sort of an issue.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B


  1. You're being sniped on others' blogs? Oh good grief. Then they are the cowards!

    There's been too much eye candy recently to count for me. Same problem though, how to let them know! ARGH!

    Peace <3

    1. Hello Jay
      The individual concerned has 'previous' as regards 'drive-by trolling' - I'm not bothered per se, I'd just rather discuss any concerns, shall we say, on my blog as opposed to someone else's.
      I've been lucky (if that's the right word!) with the cuties myself lately - I've just seen yesterday's 'boy on the bus' again, genuinely coincidentally, my opinion of his being one of the most desirable pubescents I've seen for a while being decidedly reinforced.

      Love & best wishes
      Sammy B