Last night, I was leaving the Indian restaurant and had to pass through the takeaway waiting area. While the waiter fetched our coats, I noticed a guy waiting, lounging in the corner. He was perfect: at least 6' 3", naturally muscular under his hi-vis vest, tattooed arms, sexy stubble on a masculine but friendly face. Then his meal was ready and he had to squeeze past me to get out. I nearly sniffed hisn tattooed shoulder as it brushed my nose.
Anyone else had a brush with perfection?
