shirtless

I had a dream that Zac Effron showed up at my door shirtless with a bouquet of flowers..yep, I__ still waiting on that one to come true.

I see stunning men walking on the street everyday. Some walk shirtless because it's hot and they feel more comfortable that way. Do I scream out at them, beep at them or whistle? No, I smile to myself in appreciation of them and drive on by. Why? Because I believe they have the right to go about their lives without me imposing my sexual desire upon them.

Shirtless, they__ stretch out in the long grass and take the healing brunt of a noontime sun that gave no clue of the thunderheads it already, in secret, had begun to breed.

Check the top 1000 books on Amazon. Most of them have a shirtless guy on the cover, because they're smutty "romance novels" (read: porn for women) about a girl being swept off her feet by one (or more) billionaire alpha-males. There are literally tens of thousands of books out there about shirtless billionaire alpha-male vampires who can't wait to mate with you. Lucky you! And women eat that shit up! Men, not so much. Men prefer to watch actual porn.

A lazy smile reached his lips. __he mere sight of me shirtless takes your mind there? Good to know. I__ rather a solid fuck than getting my kumbayas out.

I ain__ the only old woman looking. I__ just the only one honest enough to admit it. The others just hire the boy to cut their grass so they can sit at the window and drool.