On our first date, after a while, I notice you aren't really just a great listener. You aren't really hearing anything I say. You are just mesmerized with my eyes. You aren't like other men, who would stare at my tits. I find it delightful and kind of a turn on that you can't stop watching my eyes. So I begin to flirt outrageously with you. You don't know what I'm saying. But you do notice when I start playing footsie under the table. I look into your eyes and tease your cock under the table, never breaking the spell my eyes have on you