I'm declaring today Man Appreciation Day. (Which for me is every day). Let's face it, where would erotic romance writers like myself be without guys? How would I spend all day fantasising about men and the many things they're capable of doing with us and with other guys and then weaving all the scenarios into a delicious romance that other people will want to read? That is worth more than I can possibly express in one blog entry.
When I was younger, I had an idea in my head that as I got older, I would burn this man-crazy thing out, especially since I am lucky to be with a man I adore. But I'm about to turn 39 next month and the feeling just gets deeper. It's not this satisfying-my-lust kind of thing more than a deep appreciation of the textures, smells, personality of a man, the way guys tease women (we love that, let's face it!). The whole person. I hope I'm explaining this clearly.
The other day I went into Dunkin Donuts to get a coffee. There was a young girl and a young guy working behind the counter and the guy was teasing the girl - jostling her out of the way, taking the carfe from her as she was about to pour coffee and then using it himself. They caught me grinning at them and I could see the girl was loving it. I said to her, "It's better that way." She nodded and I could see she understood exactly what I meant.
All that said, the pics I've posted here are of men I especially appreciate. (Is it hot in here? Someone turned the fan off. Oh, it's me.) Thanks for sharing Man Appreciation Day with me. Hugs, Sedonia