I Love Your Smile
I have a wonderful American friend called Ron, who always makes me feel good.
He's a smooth talker with a silky smooth voice that would put Barry White to shame and looks like a big, chocolate-coloured teddy bear - in the nicest possible way.
I bumped into Ron yesterday on my way to the station, having spotted him while I was crossing at the traffic lights.
I gave him a big smile and when I reached him he said:
"I could feel the warmth of your smile from across the street" (or words to that effect.)
Corny, yes, but did it make me feel good - it most definitely did!
Ron calls me 'Maam' and is the most polite man I know.
In my book good manners go a long way.
So thank you for liking my smile, Ron. I like yours, too. :)
He's a smooth talker with a silky smooth voice that would put Barry White to shame and looks like a big, chocolate-coloured teddy bear - in the nicest possible way.
I bumped into Ron yesterday on my way to the station, having spotted him while I was crossing at the traffic lights.
I gave him a big smile and when I reached him he said:
"I could feel the warmth of your smile from across the street" (or words to that effect.)
Corny, yes, but did it make me feel good - it most definitely did!
Ron calls me 'Maam' and is the most polite man I know.
In my book good manners go a long way.
So thank you for liking my smile, Ron. I like yours, too. :)