You are stunning, and I’m sure you know it. You didn’t just walk past my car while I waited at the red light – you paraded! And why not? You’re 18 – tall, thin and beautiful. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you in your meticulously assembled casual outfit. The orange light from the low afternoon sun lit you as if the entire street were a movie set – a movie starring you and your youthful beauty! Long legs and long hair, you must have known there were dozens of eyes on you. You were peeling the wrapper off of a McDonalds cheeseburger, an action I never would have thought could be so wonderfully titillating and ripe with suggestion! Then I watched in stunned disgust as – directly in front of me – you nonchalantly tossed the paper wrapper in the middle of the road. You are instantly ugly to me. An ugly, ugly person and it would have never worked between us.