By posting this in a weekend, I hope most girlovers will read this and give their always favored comments. Please enjoy it as much as I did writing it.
A couple years ago, several people had to stay in my place of work for many hours. I was the only one in charge in there. All of them were adult males but a family; A woman with a little boy and an 11yo girl.
The LG was pretty and very curvy; she had some jeans on in which I could see the roundness of her legs.
While she was simulating playing in the arcade machines I started to check her out when suddenly she looks at me, sees that I am staring at her, and smiles at me.

Because the business is customer-service, the office is separated from the main place where people stay by a wall that has windows in order to provide services to the clients.
Later, she buys something from a food machines and comes to my window and offers me some food, I accept and discover that is a spicy snack (which I donÂ’t like) and tell her that is too hot for me.

Then something interesting happensÂ…

She just comes again to my window with her little brother and starts to talk to me. But she talks to me as if I was a long-time member of her family; just naturally, fluently, confidently, as if she has known me for a long time.
Of course I did the same, I asked for her name, her age, what grade she was (sadly she flunked one year).
Then she gets onto the window and starts playing like a secretary. I give her some useless office papers and then she plays like she is the manager writing things on the paper.
In that position, I could see all of her curves. Remember, she was using jeans but I could see her waist. Oh man, I wanted to stare to those curves but I couldnÂ’t because her mother was near from us.

And then something very strange happenedÂ…

I asked if she wants to play a word-guessing game called hangman ⚠️ ↗.
First I play with her; she doesnÂ’t guess my word; I win.
Then I tell her to play with her brother. She draws four lines “_ _ _ _” so her word contains 4 letters. Her little brother doesn’t get the word. She says to me. Did you guess the word? It’s what you feel for your wife. I couldn’t believe it. I said yes. She moves her head toward me. First, I don’t understand why she has done that but then I get it. She wanted me to tell her the word in her ear so that the brother couldn’t hear it. I got nervous and said “no that’s okay. I know the word”. Did you know what the word was?
It was it was

love

Incredible. Her word was love which coincidently has 4 letters like in Spanish which is amor. I asked her why that word. She told me because it was an easy word. To this day, I simply donÂ’t know why she used that word. Come on. I donÂ’t believe she was aware of the sexual tension that I had toward her. I donÂ’t believe it.
Well folks, it seems this GM is like a dream for me. Very surreal. But it did happened. It’s simply incredible how unpredictable LGs are. This girl didn’t even speak to the other unrelated males in the room. Just me. Probably ‘cause I was in charge but still she treated like a long-time friend of her. That experience was simply unique and I throughout enjoyed it.

So whatÂ’s your comments? I await them.