Revolving Doors
I saw you... luscious broad-shouldered guy hesitating to go through the revolving door into medical. I bet your sexy shoulders get stuck in that door all the time--I wish I could help oil them up so they'd slip through ;] You looked pretty cold, though. The jacket you were wearing was definitely only acceptable for a narrow temperature range (probably 45-55 degrees). My arms, on the other hand, are like a furnace burning for your love. You seem like a sensitive soul; we should get to know each other better.