*A fantasy involving a sexy man I know. One, if given a chance, I would most definitely make real.* Curled up in the armchair, I took a sip of my tea. The sunshine beamed through the large living room window and fell on my lap kissing me with its warmth. I could just spy my boyfriend, Ted, working in his garden, tending to his flowers and bushes. Repotting required him to lift heavy terracotta plant pots and bags of soil, as ever, I was impressed by his physique. Almost 70, he had the energy and endeavour of a man half his age. His regular hiking trips and active lifestyle certainly kept him… Read more
