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.
