Josh Holloway Fantasy Island - DILFs

No words. This guy is too damn hot!

Josh Holloway gets us off... the island.

If you were stuck on a tropical island, who would you choose to accompany you during your stay? Would it be Rosie O'Donnell? Would it be President Obama? Would it be Bret Michaels?

Um no! No. And ew, definitely no.

The only true and correct answer to this question is Josh Holloway. Duh.

Think of the days and nights (Oh the nights!) you could spend alone with this ridiculously good-looking, muscled and suntanned piece of man. If you thought Blue Lagoon was hot, Josh Island would be scortching. All that time, all that man, all that aloneness - you do the math. 

Picture this: A fire. The warm sand against your back. The soothing sound of waves splashing up onto the shore. Those manly arms, his flawless touch. You gaze up at the stars, then into his hazel eyes. His breath on your neck, his...

Oh sorry, I forgot you were here.

Anyway, this season of Lost has been dubbed "the season of Sawyer". In my humble opinion, every season, make that every show, should be dubbed the episode of Sawyer.

Any excuse to stare at that naked, sand covered sweaty bod. That ripped, yet curiously soft physique, that beautiful hair glistening in the sunshine. That super sexy stubble. My hands on his abs...

Damn, forgot again.

Oh well, what I'm trying to say is, just watch Lost. Enjoy this man.

Now, I must go recover.