You know the ones, you can't stop yourself from gazing at them yet when they open their mouths you want to actually converse with them. It becomes almost annoying because you want the conversation, we all do. We all crave that mental stimulation.....but then you look up after the 55 seconds you spent NOT looking them in the eye and think to yourself, "damn.....if the light bounces off a triceps like that...I wonder what else shimmers.....". They manage to encompass both worlds somehow, or at least in your own mind they do. You find that you remind yourself over and over in your head that there are qualities in this person that are deal breakers, most times the thought never really progresses past the right now. Call it a living fantasy.
I'm a firm, avid believer in fantasy's. We need them. I'm never been one to board the "we're naturally monogamous" train. I believe we can be, I just don't think that's how we are biologically wired. We fall in love with the ones who hit every mark, or as many marks as we can get at the very least. Sometimes it's a compromise or even a settle, but very often if you're patient enough, that one comes along that ends up being the whole package. That whole package however, always has room for a little fantastic imagery. If coffee in the middle of the day produces a good conversation and you're able to go home and utilize said conversation, (and by utilize I mean throw it on your lover like a rabid squirrel in the middle of spring) go with it.
Oh and try to remember to call out the right names in bed ;-) Little Suzie cupcake baker doesn't need to come up during the deed....unless that's how ya'll roll of course........