I was married for 6 years. Marriage ended in 1982 and have been single since. Have not found the man for me as yet and probably never will. I have had one short lived relationship since. And a few dalliances. It is 2am now. Could have gone out tonight..dancing...but nah just didn't feel like it. Fell asleep watching TV. Have met some lovely gentelmen but no chemistry. There just has to be that chemistry, just can't get around it.
I would like an Adonis but I am sure that ain't gonna happen so I will settle for a medium to somewhat hilly guy. (rather he had a big tree). I am not an vic. secret gal but I am not bad for my age.
I prefer coral, dark pinks, baby blue, tan (royal purple....will not wear...cause it represents death, funeral wreaths and flowers and draperies are usually purple.
I agree with a lot of the other posters. You have been getting mail from scammers. That is literally their job....scam!!!! If they ask for your personal email or give you theirs....block and delete right away. Most of the men on here are honest. Everyone has their own story, problems, good times etc. Relax, have fun.
One person can change the world. Technology didn't just appear on its own....one person invented something and on and on and here we are today. Miracles and atrocities exist because of humans, of course. Too many examples to talk about, would take years.
Didn't have a favourite toy. Favourite book though...Three Billy Goats Gruff. As a child with lots of siblings, and a father starting his own business, we didn't have a lot of money. I used to make doll houses and dolls out of cardboard boxes. And put curtains on the windows with scraps of material.
Do rules apply to tackling streakers? Maybe cause he was a spectator. The player didn't need to tackle him. But it certainly brought an end to the streaker streaking. What some people do for attention.
Many years ago, when I was about 22 years old. He was a "bad boy". His friend arranged a date for us. I arrived at his friends apartment. He was standing across the room in front of the couch. I stared. He stared. I walked over to where he was standing. We kissed, hard and long and we ended up on the couch. It was like right out of a movie. hahahahaha The chemistry was so intense. We dated for a year.
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but I am not bad for my age.
RE: Happiness is...
Happiness is making your love laugh. Happiness is feeling warm and secure with his arms around you. (Just make sure he used his deodorant).