The tearoom He came in every morning and ordered the same thing, latte to take away and custard Danish. Today was different he sat at the table and waited on me to serve him, strange I thought but I was enthralled by his rugged looks and his manly stature and had had many dreams that he had starred in, if I were being honest. I knew his name was Jason and that was all, he dressed casually and sometimes looked as if he were a builder or something of that sort due to his scruffy appearance but to be honest that turned me on even more. I approached his table with that flirtatious look in my eye… Read more