So I went to the gym today (after all that weird time since Ingo´s apartment was flooded again *) - and... he´s back! That hot guy I haven´t seen for months, he´s back. In his usual, casual, congenial no-name blue shorts and white shirt. He looks a bit like actor Ralf Bauer (in german, but with [to me kinda "hot"] pics!).
Well. He is more muscular. And he wears an earring, too, like Ingo did ages ago.
What I like about him apart from his looks: He practices thoughtfully.
There are so many stupid guys who take more weight than they can handle and then pep it up like crazy, not really using their muscles but... I can´t find the right word but you know what I mean... swing, leverage? Some even roll up their T-Shirts so they can watch their muscles - true!
Well. I just like to look at that guy. A pleasurable sight, so to say. He seems to be reasonable, introverted, concentrated on what he´s doin´. I like how he is like, too.
And then I see him kinda flirting with a girl (too young to call her a woman).
Now... can such a hot guy be single?!
What is his problem then? Looking good inside out at first sight - is he some weirdo?
She and another man stayed with him later on, so they maybe are just old friends.
Aw, well. I have to admit: I nearly felt a bit jealous! I thought: Don´t take him away! I wanna look just at him and not at the two of you kissin´ all the time!
But then what was nice again - she was not beautiful, and he didn´t mind that. Very simpatico, another big plus for him :-)
It´s alright to enjoy to look at a good-looking man who seems to be perfect, is it?
*The first time was at the time my father died and Ingo kept me out of it all, thankfully. So to me it´s the first time to experience the awful smell and what comes along with it
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