“Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you’ve got to say, and say it hot.”
Betty, who has basically known me since I was born, is in her eighties. From the outside if I was to tell people that I was going to stay with an eighty year old women when I landed in the UK, they would probably wonder what the hell was going on there.
Relationships with women have become a memory to me, a thing of the past. Sometimes I forget the past, hoping that I might meet a free bird like myself, that doesn’t mind what the other person does essentially, as long as they are a stand up human being and share foundational truths about life.
Read More“Sometimes my body has gone into seizures. I lose consciousness. Witness all my life memories, before being dragged back into this life, unable to see, wondering where I am,…”
Read MoreI look over and a women I noticed earlier, attractive, petite, nice vibe, is giving me a big smile, looking me directly in the eyes. An inquisitive smile from a very beautiful face. I am surprised and in conversation, organizing a hike with a friend I just met, so I don’t say anything but I note the exchange. Why is this women smiling at me? Is it curiosity, attraction, being human, a come on? I better say something and find out.
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