I stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around my waist and went to the sink to shave. I looked at myself in the mirror, looking for any obvious glaring faults. I didn't have such an awful-looking mug. I set my jaw square and tried to draw out one of those looks the models had in magazine ads. I wasn't exactly Beckham or anything, but I had looks that could attract a woman. I'd had a lot of success with women when I was younger, but I'd wasted all those years hopping from one girl to another. I'd been stupid. A farmer, when he's young, should've grabbed hold of one of those girls and made her my wife, but no. Why had I wasted so much of my life?
I chuckled. I sure had fun though. I smiled at myself in the mirror. Not a bad-looking chum at all. Keep things positive. This was a chance
