Isn’t love-sickness supposed to be something you get over with age? Mmmm, that’s what I thought too! So how come I can’t get Doug out of my mind, eh? Yes, he may live just 10 minutes away… he may be cute as fuck, and sure, he plays basketball which explains why I love his lean, tight body, but why am I in love for the 5th time this year? Well, I guess it’s down to that cheeky “guy-next-door” attitude, those longing looks I feel compelled to give him as he plays his ball-game on the streets. But most of all, I think it’s my imagination running wild, seeing him all hot and sweaty, naked, doing what all nineteen year olds do after a good hard workout… beating their meat ;-)