I tend not to see much weekday sun, but these past few days have been just lovely, and that tends to produce large amounts of students on the lawns. And skin. Lots of skin. So I spent an hour at lunch, lying in the sun, and taking in the aesthetic delights of the campus. The sun short-circuits my guilt switch, so I don't feel at all like a dirty old lady for ogling nubile college men.
Mmm. Nubile flesh. <g>
Mmm. Nubile flesh. <g>