There he stood, tall and brave while soft snow took over his lashes. Encouraging me to smile, I stood before him frozen by his beauty. The scruffy beard, brown eyes, and confidence of one hundred men made me blush. On this occasion outside of an airport, he became the object of my desire. Leaning into him I took advantage of his lips while pressing my body into his wall of fantasy. Erect upon my touch, we held each other not wanting to let go. Then the time came after us like a thief and we had to go our separate ways.