Cloud Catalog #117.

This is one of those mornings when I stalk a guy wearing a short shorts and whose legs and back thigh look so damn attractive I feel the urgent need to see his face or I'd die. So I follow him secretly as he walks, trying to kill myself at the intersection but still catching up on his steps, and when I finally manage to take a clever turn and arrive ahead of his direction I look at him and through his face. Not bad. Not as handsome as I thought, but not bad either. Beautiful contours on his face and lovely stubble. The beefy arms and legs are bonus. I walk back to the office like a creep.