Some guys simply shouldn’t wear shirts, at least when they’re around the house. Why cover up all that smooth and rippling flesh? Why hide those muscles? Don’t you think the guys in today’s photo posts look great without a shirt?
We had a really nice dinner gathering and hockey watching evening last night, and after our guests left we watched a Netflix rental, Gods and Monsters, a 1998 film with Ian McClellan and Brendan Fraser, back when Brendan was a total hottie. When he takes his shirt off it’s pretty damned amazing.
Anyway, it seems like my head cold II’m on day twelve.) is finally coming to an end. I still have a bit of congestion but not much, so I should be okay in another day or two. And it’s about damned time. I hate being sick.
The young man to the left looks quite fetching in his cutoff shorts, doesn’t he? I’ll bet he’d be fun in the bedroom. If he were my boyfriend he wouldn’t be wearing those shorts for long. He also doesn’t appear to be wearing briefs 🙂
I’ve spent my morning working on edits on my novel-in-progress, and now it’s almost lunchtime. My boyfriend is studying hard for his last exam; he takes the exam tomorrow and then he’s done with school until fall. It’s been an arduous year for him and I’m so proud of how self-disciplined he’s been.
Outside, it’s cool and breezy, and I just might take a three-mile walk on the beach for exercise, right after lunch. I considered visiting the YMCA for a workout this afternoon, but I don’t think my body’s quite ready for that sort of exertion. A walk will do just fine.
All right, everyone. I need to get busy fixing lunch for me and my boyfriend, so I will close this post by wishing everyone a pleasant Monday. And if you have the body for it, get rid of your shirt. 😉