I tell you, it is a real art form to stare, leer, ogle and lust for without looking like you are staring, leering, ogling or lusting. I’m still trying to master it. The best I can do so far is a quick, surreptitious glance, quickly averting my gaze. At my age, at least they think I’m the doting grandfather type. At least I hope they think that.
The fine line between being friendly, politely chatting, and flirting is another one that can be hard to discern.
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