I had a dream... I was in a nightclub, and there were people on the dancefloor. The lights were bright and blinking, pulsing. The music was booming and the Bass was bumping. Then I saw him on the dancefloor... Guido. tall, masculine, rugged, handsome, sexy. Italian heritage. Muscular, fit, athletic. Dark black wavy hair, short on the sides and back, longer on top and combed back. Silky white shirt, unbuttoned to his navel, gold chains around his neck, tight black jeans revealing a bulge in his crotch. His moves were erotic and sensuous, grinding his hips and thrusting his pelvis. I could smell his cologne across the room, Sweat running down his body. C'mon, Guido, take off thar shirt, I wanna see that muscular chest. I live the way your thighs are testing the denim of those jeans. Raise your arms, lemme see those hairy pits. I wanna lick the sweat from your body. Show me what you've got. He was about to do just that before I woke up...