*** Keepin’ it Real *** Why couldn’t it have been a reflection of her in the nude before me? I pause for a moment as I lock the sliding glass door for the night. I search for a glimpse of my reflection in the glass of my freshly showered and naked form in the door, but find none. With my right hand, I massage my erection thinking about what could have been. Looks like you’ll be resolving this ‘issue’ alone again tonight....