What I love about women ...

yes, it's another list. I like lists; they appeal to my anal-retentive tendencies.

• The way they kiss ... so soft, like butterflies touching down on the petal of a flower.

• The way the smell when they're wrapped in your arms.

• The way they breathe your name into your ear, their lips just brushing against the earlobe; hot, sweet breath making the hair on your neck stand up.

• The leaning of her head on your shoulder while watching television.

• When they really laugh — not that girlish giggle or the polite lady-like laugh, but the gut-busting guffaw, even if (or maybe especially) she snorts.

• The way she moans your name, a thanking soft croon of appreciation, after she cums ... and of course the gasping, yearning cry of your name as the climax builds.

• Earnest flirting.

• Soft skin.

• When she looks into your eyes and just holds your gaze.

• When she does something you know she doesn't really want to do, but she does it anyway because she knows how much you like it ... especially if she doesn't hold it over you at some future time and date.

• How they save what might seem to you to be the most insignificant, transient things, like a ticket stub from a movie, or a letter from long ago.

• Tits. And, need I say, nipples. Wonderful, beautiful breasts. (Sorry, had to put something super-macho manly in the mix).

• That every once in a great while, one of them likes you back, and in the same way you like them.

Random Guam Fact Of The Day:
• Guam once held the world record for the largest great white shark caught by line and tackle. The monstrous fish was on display at our airport for years.