So you know how some like to have dessert before dinner? I was thinking about dessert before breakfast. We had just watched the sunrise outside his beautiful home, and he offered to make me breakfast. Granted this was after necking on the beach like a couple of highschool kids, and me trying to ignore the elephant in his pants and my own lunatic kitty begging to be assuaged, but sure I said, both of us knowing that we'd never make it to the kitchen until lunch if we're lucky. But I digress. Just be, he says; be your authentic self. He tells me, I see you and you're beautiful just the way you are. Of course, I thought it was a line, and he was full of it, but he was too cute to call BS. Even though I was dressed down in my workout shorts, had a holey shirt, no makeup whatsoever, and don't get me started on the rat's nest on my head, I couldn't believe he wasn't f'n with me. I was half-soaked and washing my car at the local self-service car wash spot when ...