Disgusting Public Display of Affection
Imagine her hands reaching, swiping, caressing, digging, going away… then doing the same things again and again. Imagine his hands reaching, patting, caressing, squeezing, going away… then doing the same things again and again.
Their hands were perfectly innocent. I can’t say the same thing about your mind, though. Oh my, it stinks!
They were doing nothing more than displaying their affection for each other. She would reach out and touch her beloved’s face, pull him closer to her then whisper sweet nothings. Then she would giggle and he would join her. He, on the other hand, would put his hands on her shoulders or hug her tight against his side, then whisper his own version of sweet nothings. They would giggle together.
Unfortunately, after a while, their public display of affection became sickening to watch. I can tell from the expressions on the faces of people who were in the same line as I (and the people who were merely passing by) that the couple’s excessive display of affection was a great source of amusement and entertainment. No wonder; the couple put on a wonderful show – it was more diverting than the harried people and endless lines.
But other people were not standing directly behind this controversial couple – I was. I was in the line a total of 30 minutes – 45 at most. And in that time, they were constantly touching each other. It was as if they felt lost when they are not touching.
I could have tolerated one hour of that constant touching scene. I don’t like being a captive audience to such continuous (this is what I actually find objectionable), mushy displays of affection… but I can tolerate that. What I couldn’t tolerate and found immensely disturbing was their intensifying touchy-feely moments.
No, their hands did not wander into what you’d call forbidden territories. But she began cleaning his nose for him!!! That’s the digging part up there – and she tried doing it again and again and again!
I tell you… if I weren’t afraid of losing my place in that line, I’d have excused myself, found a convenient sink and puked. It was that disgusting.
No, this is not jealous ire… My boyfriend and I have been together 8 years but we do not clean each other’s nose – in private or otherwise.
(Repost from my Yahoo 360 blog)