Janusz in the Morning.

It had been awhile since I did a 6am booty call. After towelling off and enjoying morning coffee, Janusz told me that he had a secret set of twin daughters. Seven year old girls. He's a single father of two twin girls. This guy just keeps getting hotter. I am actually sleeping with someone who has people calling him Daddy for real. Twin Seven Year Old Girls. That means he became a Daddy at 25. That is so hot.

He's been a single Dad for three years--ever since their Mom was killed when the plane flew into the North Tower. "You just never know when you're time will come," he said. "That's why I' m going to smoke clover cigs if I want to," barking with confidence in broken English/Polish and puffing out his chest. Whenever he was talking about the kids, his tone became apologetic, as if to say it was uncool that his children would move him to tears, but as he sat there misty-eyed and naked except for my flannel bathrobe, I couldn't imagine a sexier man if my life depended on it.

He knows what it means to act carefully and lovingly, because he behaves this way with his children. He's called upon to nurture and educate, and those qualities are very apparent in his lovemaking. Talk about hot. This electricity between us has everything to do with his mind and his character, not his cock or his ass, which happen to be stunning in their own right.