the fireman with the spider web tattoo
This morning, while walking the dogs, there was a Fire Emergency Response team sent to a building on my street. Being an admirer of all things masculine (i.e. Firemen and Police), I had to get a closer look. By the time I got closer, they had realized it was a false alarm and were climbing back into the trucks to return to wherever it is that sexy, hot, masculine men congregate.
The first truck drove past, the little lesbian woman driving displayed great skill slipping between the vehicles pulled off to the side to allow the big, shiny fire truck by. It was in the second truck that I saw him. Him. He was hanging out the rear window and the first thing I noticed about him was his tattoo. The spider web covering his left elbow made me take a second look, then a third, then, embolden by my actions, a full on gaze. Glancing upwards from the tattoo into his beautiful smiling blue eyes that seemed to be filled with a child-like wonder at the world, I noticed that he know I was staring at him. The sun glaring off his freshly shaved head pulled me back into my world and the truck rolled down the road.
Either he was really beautiful, or I’m really horny.
Ahhhh spring in the big city.