Whenever Gina and I go out for dinner, we inevitably become the talk of the town the next day. It’s not a mystery why. Gina is sexy and loves to tease the paparazzi in her skimpy black dress. I’ll never know why she chose to hang out with me. I’m nothing special. She could have any guy. Sometimes when I look in the mirror I see Gina; at other times I see me, her boring counterpart. That’s how close we are! I’m generally a calm, collected person, but when I’m around her and feel her skin next to mine, I lose control and turn into a sexual fiend. When she puts on all that lipstick, wears those coquettish eyes, and plays those silly games, I’m no longer myself.