I’m sick and tired of people calling Ben cute. He’s sexy and strong and intriguing and powerful. . . . if you like that sort of thing. He just happens to wrap it all up in a coat that puts you before him more then half the time, so you may have missed it. A man like this is a force to be reckoned with, not out of a need to be seen but out of a need to give back and receive. How can you get sexier then that? Massive amounts of respect and love. And of course you gotta love him . . . .cuz he’s just so damn CUTE.

yaaaaaay!..i cant believe this boy only has one testimonialsszss!....this boy owns..what a sweety.... he'll take care of you no matter what, rain or shine...even when u get your car towed;)..much luv gratidude.. xo

I've always liked Ben. I have to admit though, I secretly did not really get the whole 'superhero' thing until today. See, I'm a little on the moody side, and today was like, my darkest crash day ever. In fact, it was literally dark by the time I finally left the house. When I got to my car, I was late to where I was going, and the windsheild was TOTALLY iced over. 'Fine' I thought, with the kind of limp resignation that had become so normal for me today that I barely noticed it happening at all,and turned the ignition.

Then I heard a scraping noise.

"Wow" says a friendly voice. "thats ICE on there."...(scrape...scrape...scrape...) and then, through my newly ice free windsheild, I was so happy to see Ben smiling at me, maybe not even realizing what kind of spiritual metaphor he was acting out.

One small favor and a smile and he fixed my entire day. Also helping me to finally understand the point behind the whole 'superhero' thing he does sometimes. In that moment I would have returned the favor with anything he asked for. He asked for nothing.

Yay Gratidude!