When I nibbled on these ears, I wouldn’t feel guilty. Would I start there, or with the handsome toes? Take a sidetrip to the raspberries or the peaches . . . decisions, decisions.
Tousled long hair, Guyliner, crinkled look of consternation. I love it all.
One of those three-quarter views I enjoy so much highlighting Mr. A–and Guy’s–lovely masculine bone structure.
Sir Guy haunting Sherwood Forest? Maybe.
Always feeling this need to calm and soothe Sir Guy’s ruffled feathers . . . if you know what I mean.
Is Sir Guy beautiful here or what? The intent look on that face, the hand in action . . . OK, I know he took the necklace from the bride-to-be in a not-so-nice way, but . . . *guh*