Whatever tickles your fancy
What is a fancy anyway? And how does one tickle it? That's what I want to know!!
Oh, here's something funny that happened to me last week....
I was meeting a friend for a movie, it's in a trendy area in Dallas called The West Village. I stopped into the Borders Books to use the restroom before I met up with my friend. As I walked in there was a handsome young guy taking his shirt off! I then noticed his pile of clothes on the baby-changing station. "Hhhmmmm" I thought... "surely he isn't changing his clothes right in the open in the middle of the restroom"?
I peeked over my shoulder once as I was standing at the urinal and saw him drop trou! O. M. G. I'm seeing a guy in his boxers in a Borders Books!!
As I flushed and turned around, there it was... he slipped out of the boxers and into a pair of running shorts!
If y'all have read my blog before, y'all know that the gluteus maximus is one of my favorite things, I am an ass man! And there I was seeing a nice hairy one... right there in the open!
I love unexpected treats!