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Des Taylor has a way with the ladies. Beautiful women fill the home of the Watford illustrator, and many more trail him wherever he goes.
OH MY GOD! Now this is officially embarrassing! Half of the office know that I fancy him. I wonder if he knows? Or is this just a harmless slow dance? He’s whispering something in my ear. It sounds like “ Everybody is watching us” but I’m not really concentrating on that, or Etta James singing ‘At Last’. I just like the sound of him whispering on my ear as he holds me close. Bloody hell, he smells nice. CK One if I’m not mistaken. I can see Chelsea and Memphis on the other side of the room, laughing at how awkward I feel. Wanker’s! Over to my left Eva Girard mouths the words ‘You look beautiful’. Now I’m really feeling hot in here. His hand is on my lower back . I wouldn’t mind that if there we were alone. Shit, he could go a bit lower and get a little feel of Christmas if we were alone. But we’re not! I just pray he doesn’t breathe on my neck. I’ll turn into putty if he does that. OH F**K! I shouldn’t have wolfed down those Shrimp Puffs earlier on. My breathe must reek. God,I’m thirsty. I just wanna take him into a quiet corner and snog his face off. I don’t care whose watching. Or what they might say at work on Monday. I just want this dance to last a bit longer just in case this is the only time we get together like this. After all, he has a
girlfriend… who is TOTALLY wrong for him. I’m just saying. Lucky bitch!