I can remember my first day in the PE locker room in middle school. I grew up in a single parent home with my mom and sister. Suddenly, I was plunged into a room of naked boys, some of them three or four years older than me. I felt like a starving man who’d wandered into a banquet hall; I couldn’t keep my gaze off the ninth-graders’ bodies. I guess that was when I knew I was…different. 😉
Well, it has been a few years since middle school. (Many years.) But I still recall some of those guys vividly, and the boy to the left of me reminds me of a few. How I wished I could have ran my tongue over their smooth flesh and rippling muscles.
I’m home tonight, after a productive day. I thoroughly cleaned my Element, inside and out. I took a three-mile walk on the beach and did some yard work. My place looks great and so does my car. Now all I need is that guy in the locker room. 🙂
Have a nice Sunday night, friends.