Once upon a spectacular summer vacation through the great palaces and monasteries of Spain, my sister and I had a Movie Moment. A sun-bronzed god in his crisp white shirt beckoned to us. Hot summer breezes blew through his thick raven hair as he ushered us into the cool darkness of his humble business. Our hearts pounded as his sea-green eyes settled upon each of us. His dusky lips parted.
A helium-esq squeak asked if wanted agua, con o sin gas
Some man candy should just…never speak.
I am a champion ogler, unrepentant to my lecherous core. Great guns? I’ll give ya something to shoot. Atlas’s shoulders? Come let Ma’ma ease your burdens. A bubble butt off of which I can bounce quarters? I got a roll right here, baby. Legs like redwoods? I don’t mind the climb.
One thing and one thing alone will turn my knees to jelly. It has nothing to do with his appearance. It’s a specific timbre.
I could wax lyrical on the way a man’s voice can play on a woman’s fantasies. I could, but I’ll let you have a listen for yourselves. That they're handsome too, well, that's a bonus.
René Papé --The Demon of Dresden
Dmitri Hvorostovsky -- The Siberian Fox
Bryn Terfyl -- The Gentle Welsh Giant
Samuel Ramey -- The Letter "L" on Sesame Street!
Nathan Gunn – Eye Candy with Humor