Mood.

Hi, I'm Mister Dude and I have an addiction. Nylon addiction. Not wearing, but seeing them on women.

They start a fire in me.
They calm me down.
They make my day.
They arouse me.
They make me pause and stop and soak it in.
They make me smile.
They make me want more.
They make me come back.
They make me appreciate.
They are pretty, beautiful.
They are sensual and feminine.
They tease my body, soul and mind.

The need to see them, daily - overwhelming
The need to touch them - strong
The need to feel them on my skin - bliss
The need to be teased by them - essential
The need to talk about them - exciting
The need to admire them - natural
The need to hear them - deafening
The need to kiss them - unstoppable
The need to rest my hand on them - happiness

If any of this rings a bell, let me know.