As I watched the young man mowing our yard, I asked my husband how old he was these days. He had his shirt off and was all sweaty as I stared at him from our bedroom window. "Oh, he just graduated so I'm sure he's eighteen, is that what you're wanting, a young one like him?" he asked as his hands rubbed up under my teeshirt. I told him it was and Travis was the first of them my husband brought to me in our bed. And then followed Grady, Jonathon and Andre, yes Black and a true dreamboat, followed by Danny.