Good Things

Ice skater Katarina Witt makes my eyes bulge, my pulse quicken and my heart leap.
She is not an airy fairy princess, she's a sex goddess. I am surprised she doesn't melt the ice when she skates.
If I was in the depths of depression, under the covers with the shades pulled, all it would take was two minutes of watching her skate and I'd be cured.
I saw her skate in person once. I was slack jawed.