Hello, sailor

Tiny original images, I'm afraid, but this hairy cutie proves there's life left in the sailor suit.


In fact, he's almost my ideal: hairy, muscley, manly...


And no giant mutant winkie hiding here.


And his facial expression suggests a degree of self-reflective introversion that I find particularly attractive.


Although it's just possible that I'm guilty there of over-projection.


But so lost are we in the delightful solitary reverie of this cutie, that it comes as rather a shock to see there's someone else involved:


Blimey. Never has the sting of betrayal been so brutal.