Adventure

He was so beautifully handsome. He looked like he was made out of the finest leather. He ran so casually sexy it almost made me sick that it was done so effortlessly. His eyes were the color of an exotic beach secluded off of the Pacific shore. His chest was as plump as a ripe peach and his stomach rippled similar to a massive lake kissed by brisk winds. The sheen of sweat on his naked upper torso made me thirsty and caused me to salivate.

I captured his image and later retrieved it during my time alone. He helped me reach heights that I wished would never end. Once I came down off this high I thought he was so beautifully handsome and he never knew that I admired him or that I even existed.