Chapter 29

• AFFECTED
• My! I had to take a dry swallow! As I take in more of this criterion of beauty, my mouth is a desert, dry of any drop of liquid, and weirdly but justifiably, so barren of words to expound the chills that this red-hot dude is bleeding. But down there, I might need to change my pants after this ogling him some.
• Since I don’t appreciate how I am reacting to a mere photo, I give the guy the thumbs up. He has it all. Divine beauty god! Well-refined guy strightly crafted by the magical hands of God on an early serene morning. Not even bird were chirping when this one was being created. God had probably held everything still to avoid any distruction when he was crafting this angel. He is a fine-wine package that would make every straight female swoon over and, even worse, lose their heads over.