Okay, here’s some fantasy [not mine]: playing hoops and hookey at 10 pm in the basketball gym with some slinky-clad busboy at McDees or bagger at the seveneleven you picked up with a smile and a wink earlier? Nah? How about, shooting and dribbling on the fiberglass court with the village gardener who lives in the service quarters nearby? Or dunking the basket with the fruit vendor’s son? No? I give up. To illustrate here’s Mark Mendoza, an aspiring model.
Di ko type ang mata…. kakatakot sya.