I just had a long meeting with a local business investment guy about a new undertaking he’s putting together that will benefit minority entrepreneurs. It’s a wholly admirable concept, very interesting and complicated and he was looking for some intelligent input from me about the project. Which is very gratifying and would have been fine since I actually know that stuff down cold, except he looks rather like a tall version of Rafael Alencar.
Even though he was wearing more clothes than this, it was still tough staying focused on business advice when all I could think about was how very smooth his skin seemed to be. And how very much of it there was. Beauty is so darn distracting. Did I mention he had the top two buttons of his shirt undone? Tease.