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Strangest hookup

Well, we didn't call it hookup in those days. When I was 20 I was on my way to Mexico from Canada and stopped in L.A. to visit a school friend who had spent a year in Canada when her parents bought a vacation home there. We were always kind of sweet on each other, but were going out with others when we knew each other so nothing happened. Nothing happened this time either; she had a boyfriend and I had a girlfriend back home. But we went out to the philharmonic together and to a concert. Her bf was kind of jealous so one Friday afternoon he came by and said "there's a girl at work that says she's going to go out to a disco tonight and meet some guy to get laid. I told her that could be dangerous, you never know who you'll end up with." Then he looked at me and said "Do you want to meet her ? I told her there was a good looking young guy staying over here." I agreed and later that night she came and picked me up. She was about 30 and kind of plain and a little plump, but what the hell. So she took me home and thoroughly used me. The only thing she didn't want to do was get oral, but she agreed to do me after the um....first two rounds. We did this for two nights running on her black silk sheets on her water bed then she bought me a carton of Marlboro and dropped me off at the highway on-ramp for Phoenix Arizona.

Lonly this season 2020

I miss laughing and my smile, I miss feeling Desired. I honesty don't understand why I can't attract a woman who won't crush me... Yes I'm skinny so why does that mean I'm only attractive to gay men or heavy set women? I wish I wasn't a father... because then at least I could end myself and my misery but I am so I can't... It would be nice to feel reciprocated lust/love again. It must be 2020.... I can see how clearly I am alone and a loser.

Holiday Weight Management

I put my exercise bike in from of the fridge door so I cannot open it. I put SI swimsuit pictures on the fridge door. I go to the bar to eat now.

I Did It

So I had been dating my boyfriend for six years. He keeps telling me its never the right time to get married because of the economy or his job and I was just so fed up. Its just one excuse after another. I cook and clean and pay probably 75% of the bills. So I kicked him out and told him unless I see a ring on this finger he's not coming back. This was the hardest decision of my life.

He wants kids

We had to end it because he wants kids and I don’t. My heart is broken and has had a hard time moving on. I haven’t ever met a man like him before and he hasn’t met anyone like me. We cried like babies but we are in our 30s. Making adult decisions sucks. I still dream of marrying him one day, but that probably won’t happen. Here’s to hoping that I may come across a child free man that has his shit together (or someone with teenage children).

Becoming more open to my life

Life was rough for the last 10 years or so. I drank a lot, smoked, did a lot of yoga. It was a daze. Those were my 20s. Now I'm an adult women in her 30s and it is time to throw away all my young baggage.


I always thought I was bi sexual now since I have been out feel more gay I like the the sex with man but like the companion of woman

Family "Friends"

I let some of my grotesque family members befriend me on Social I can report them when they share fake news or hate speech.

Erotic dreams

I have soft-core erotic dreams of making love to beautiful women. It's all foreplay though, with nudity and fondling, but never goes as far as any penetration of any kind. It's like my brain is censoring my sex fantasies.

Bar Fly Entomology

I have no idea what to do at a bar. I find myself shy, overwhelmed, and bored at the same time. I'm not keen on alcohol either. Though I would love to sit in a dimly lit cozy environment and hear how people are thinking and feeling while drinking something soothing and healthy. Maybe there's also a designated people who give hugs each night... I just realized that I used to have all these things with my roommates and our friends for many years before we lost our house a year ago. I desperately miss my home and the family I once had.


Waiting for the Bathroom at Uncle Abe's

We talked while we were waiting in line for the washroom. You let me go ahead of you. You were...

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