I admire the boy next door. In fact, I have the hots for him. I lust after him. He's handsome, in a fresh-faced, wholesome way. He's got a crewcut. He wears a suit. He's athletic, outgoing and got a can-do attitude. I'll bet he'd be fun to have alone. I could offer him a massage. After all that exercise, he'd like that. He'd lie down, let me push my hands into every groove of his muscles, and I'd watch as all of his body parts get hard. He seems like the kind of guy who could let it all out and feel good about it-for both of us.