Those are a mysterious penetrating sensation.

As I sat on the sofa, I could see him shifting his gaze away from me and from the papers he was holding. There was a pencil hanging in his ear while he was wearing only a white shirt. I couldn’t help but to look at his body. He has these broad shoulders that any man would be asked to have like what he has, his chest is sculptured, firm and looks hard, his muscles are in perfect places as if he always goes to the gym. His hair was crumpled and disheveled and he was seriously staring at what he was reading and...