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I think a co-worker or two might suspect I have an interest, but that haven't a clue to what degree. I work with a building full of women and it is not uncommon to hear playful smacks followed by protests and giggles there. My reaction when I'm smacked "unaware" is a jump then a turning of the other cheek. I always insist that I'm not sent on my way feeling lopsided all day. tee hee. They are always willing to oblige. Now as for the rest of my small little vanilla world...no one knows, nor do I think they would understand.
Yellow, I am sorry to hear that you feel shot down by sharing your interest with your other half. Not being understood is difficult. I appluad your courage and honesty in sharing.
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