Some guys should never wear a shirt. Why cover up all the smooth skin and all those rippling muscles?
Since I live in a beach community, I see a lot of shirtless guys at the shore every weekend; the sights are often stellar, and when I see a particularly hot guy wearing nothing but swim trunks, I find myself wondering what he’d look like with the trunks off too. Yum-m-m ….
Well our Thanksgiving dinner turned out wonderfully. We had a couple of pre-dinner drinks while we dined on a dozen raw oysters. And then we shared a good bottle of German white wine to enjoy with our meals. The food was excellent, as was the service. Okay, it wasn’t a traditional Thanksgiving dinner, but more and more my boyfriend and I are straying from holiday traditions. In fact, we plan to spend Christmas Eve at our fishing camp this year. I definitely call that non-traditional.
It’s a beautiful morning, here on the island. We woke up around 7:30, and our snuggling led to something more intense that left us both a bit sticky. After we both showered, I cooked omelets for both of us, something I don’t often do. In high school I was a cook in a hotel kitchen, so I can whip up a very tasty omelet, and these were really good.
Now it’s eleven AM and I have just finished work on my novel-in-progress for the day. My boyfriend will spend all day studying for his final exams. After lunch I plan to visit the YMCA for a workout and lap-swimming, and then I’ll hit the supermarket on the way home to stock our depleted fridge.
I’m not sure what we’ll do this evening. Maybe visit our timeshare to soak in the hot tub? In any event, I hope your Thanksgiving was a good one, and have a wonderful Friday.