Not Like Other Ogres<3

shrek?? what are you doing??

it's too late now. he's seen my bare ass. my scrumptious little booty. my peaches. my giggly wiggly bum bum. i don't know what's next.
do i keep walking? forget it happened?
do i apologize and run out of there? move to mexico perhaps? never have to face him again?
i decide that i don't care. maybe i do care, okay?? but it's best to ignore the situation, pretend my ass isn't showing. i'm about to take my next step but feel a warm hand around my itty-bitty wittle waist. i hesitate to turn around and stand in silence, except for my shallow breaths. so much for playing it cool.
he leans in and i feel his hot breath on my neck as i sweat...profusely.
he whispers seductively in my right ear "dont think i didn't see you every day staring at me while you drove. i know how you feel about me."
i thought he was done speaking and was about to attempt to explain myself until he continued, spinning me around to stare him dead in the eyes.
"...and i feel the same way, kenny boo bear."