jeektasy

I was in a room filled with geeks last night. As true as Bill Gates believes in Microsoft, I was in a room fulla them.

I was in heaven.

Now, granted, there are cool geeks and there are geeks that are disproportionally untamed in a social environment, for want of a better term.
But there usually are at least a handful that are good-lookin'.

In any industry – if an oke is passionate about what he does, talks about what he does and how he does it, I’ll slide off my chair.

Whether it be a Tiger Wheel & Tyre car mechanic, a dude that builds software, or a guy that waters the plants in front of Sandton City. Passion = sexy. If he digs it, and does it somewhat intelligently, while managing to charf me while we talk in social setting – I kind of start getting skullsmackingly horny.

Geeks are especially passionate about things like Web 2.0, IP addresses, feeds and cookies. I don’t care. This is just the type of jargon that turns me on.

And last night, at the Jeek Dinner, I couldn’t help fantasising about Jeek Sex. If I’m gonna be honest.

Jeeks may be understated, but that’s why I‘m certain they’re animals in the bedroom.
They have a lot of geek hang-up and displaced frustration to get off their chests. And I reckon: no better way than to get their rocks off than on a woman in the sack.

Seriously. Geek Copulation, I can only imagine, goes something like: he probably has a massive wanger, he is all about his partner’s needs, and has built-up geekstration in which he needs to expel via means of geekasm.

He probably has no problem spanking her backside ever so softly, whilst nuzzling her neck with geek stubble, while ensuring his geek mojo geekplodes in a manner worthy of a porn movie dirtier than the Jukskei during spring tide.

He probably also has no problem geektouching her and staring into her eyes with geekpassion while making her squirm in geecstasy.

I don’t even care if he screams out words like ‘podcast,’ ‘widget’ or ‘HTML’ when he does it, whatever.
Shit.
I’m telling you, there was a whole lot of fantasising going on in my little noggin last night, china.