When he first saw you he was mesmerized by your muscles and sweaty skin tan skin from working outside from fixing something on his rooftop. His family was rich. He was at the pool in his backyard. Feeling the sun hit him trying to get a tan was nice. The cool air from the summer breeze was nice too.

He looked at you and saw you go up the ladder. That’s when he started staring at you more and more. He loved that you look so muscular. That was just his type. Older and muscular. He stood up and walked up to you to offer you a lemonade.