I like you when you are normal. You don't really have to dress up to be anything more than you are. Sexy, inviting, gorgeous...I could go on, but what would be the point. I like you. I would like to slide my hands down your extended arms and raise your lips to mine.
I am jealous of your girlfriend. Please do not take offense. I react to the pictures as presented. It tends to confusion at times, but my love for beautiful women is broad enough to encompass the two of you.