I was out today and a thunderstorm suddenly came upon me. To seek some relief, I wandered into a used bookstore, found a book to browse through (a biography of LBJ, go figure), and took a seat. As I sat there, the rain outside was coming down hard and heavy with bursts of explosive lightning. There was cute girl working that day in the store, someone I had not seen before, since I often visit this particular venue. She was Asian, with a nice body and cute face. Wearing a pair of jean shorts which complimented her nice, round ass quite well, she was a pleasure to see. She also had on a tight tank top. Her small but firm breasts looked delightful beneath it. For an Asian she was quite curvaceous, without being chunky. Since it was the Fourth, the store was quiet and few customers came in. I thought, as the wind driven rain was pounding down outside, what it would be like to have an erotic encounter with this girl. There was much thunder and lightning, something which usually releases a chick’s strange need for both danger and security. I let my imagination wander, how she would close the door and we would go to the back and engage in all sorts of delights. I would find one of the large oak tables covered with books and, after pushing some of the books off onto the floor, I would rip her shorts off, sit her on the table, and fuck her. It would be a completely random fuck and we would not even know each other’s name. Few words would be exchanged between us, except for her begging me to fuck her again and again…

But of course I need to be good so it all remained in the realm of fantasy. I am quite happy leading a more spiritually oriented life but that does not mean I don’t still have strong sexual thoughts and desires.  I suppose it is part of the mystery of life.

After a little while another girl walked in and I noticed, to my great delight, that her shirt was soaked and her nipples were clearly visible through the fabric. Like the Asian girl, her breasts were small but round and firm and her nipples were quite large and hard and enticing. She was with two guys who seemed to be faggy metrosexuals. I really don’t know. But she was cute, again with a nice slender body, long and smooth legs, and pretty face. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a girly way. Seeing it is quite hot and humid where I live, she also had a pair of tiny shorts on which also complimented her cute ass quite well. I was still sitting in my chair and she was standing at a display table a few feet from me, her backed turned to me. At one point she dropped a book she had been looking at and bent over to pick it up and I enjoyed the sight of her perfect ass–a lovely treasure, so close, yet so far. I could feel myself becoming slightly aroused as I let my imagination again wander, what it would be like to have her bent over like that, her cute ass in front of me, her shorts and panties pulled down, my tongue exploring her moist vagina and tight little asshole, my cock filling her with pleasure as I fucked her vigorously from behind. I imagined her moans, even screams of pleasure…

Seeing beautiful girls is one of the joys of life…