Are Romance Novels Good for Us?

I put this question to you, because I have found myself engulfed in the books of a certain novelist.  They are very exciting, don't use bad language, but her love scenes speak to me.  As a single practicing Christian, should I indulge?  What would the consequences be - good and bad?

 When I look around for that tall dark Texas Ranger to come growl at me and then rescue me, he seems to be out on assignment elsewhere.  So what could a little fantasy hurt?  

Okay, what are these Rangers looking for in a woman?  She needs to be small, have long legs, long blond hair, flat stomach, small to medium sized breasts, very intelligent and fight like a tiger.  If she has had any experience with men it was bad, but she must be able to orgasism the first time or in under five minutes.  She isn't overly pretty, but has a body that will stop traffic.  She thinks that she is plain and that no one would or could ever love her.  She also has to be pliable to his moods, because all these long tall Texas Rangers must be terribly moody.  Oh, and she is NEVER older than 28. 

Okay, what do I know about the Ranger of my dreams?  He is either, extremely rich or very poor on the verge of wealth.  He is in his mid to late thirties, maybe even early forties.  He works all the time, but his body looks like he spends his days in the gym.  He has a broad chest full of dark curly hair.  He must be an exceptional lover, like to kiss, hold hands and snuggle.  He is jealous, emotionally fragile, and only kills people who don't leave him any other option.

My first love was very much right out of a novel, especially at first.  I had lost my virginity to an attacker and really did need emotional rescuing.  He came along (tall dark and very good looking) and made me feel pure and new.  He made me feel like he was the first and only partner.  And for that I will be eternally grateful.  Besides we really did make the sparks fly! 

A man did come to my rescue.  So, maybe it's not the romance novels that are making me look for that Ranger.  Maybe it's my own history.

But my twenties being a "few" years behind me, what then?  Could a ranger fall for someone closer to his real age?   I mean the longer your body is subjected to gravity, the more body parts begin to shift.  And when I'm looking for my Ranger, will I pass over the next love of my life?  I mean, really, there are only about 150 Rangers and, if I'm wanting him to look over some "minor" flaws, shouldn't I be willing to accept his also?

So, romance novels, good or bad?  I think they are like most things in life, it's how you use them.  If a book can give you some entertainment, without you expecting fiction to become reality, you're probably safe.  Who knows, I might actually find my Ranger, he might be balding with some extra poundage, but he'd be mine!