LOVE and OTHER ODDITIES

I have been silent a bit.
Processing some feelings.... no, really. I find myself having to admit that my passive/aggressive interest in a fantasy man is keeping me thinking.
If you are a follower please grant me this moment while I figure out if the download in my brain is worth describing to you in detail.
I will tell you this for now.
I have never believed in love at first sight or at least never had that experience... strong attraction, yes... So this strong attraction has lasted over a year, and I, now, devoid of and getting bored of the same 'ole scene am looking into being honest with myself, if that is possible while still fantasizing about someone.
I have no shame in this feeling,,, even my openness about it. But it is a puzzlement to me and is sometimes uncomfortable or, perhaps, unfamiliar is the thing.
At any age, at any time can we fall in love ? Having been there, done that... can it still feel new?.. but amazingly and inexplicitly different in a good way. Better because I know myself,now, and have faith in myself that no matter what happens, I will be OK because I always have been.
Life/ Love is a PUZZLEMENT.
Thank you in advance for your patience while I see if this fantasy will become a reality at least in brief... and perhaps more importantly if I will allow it to.
Perhaps this is the time when, whatever happens, I question...
DO I have the Brain, the Heart and the COURAGE to jump and fall one more time?
Hmmmm. Even writing it seems foolish. Am I too far gone for foolish?
LIFE IS GOOD ! In the meantime enjoy the thought provoking read on another very different topic below.

Here's a link to a BLOG also worth reading.

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http://sagejessica.wordpress.com/2009/08/20/i-wanna-be-like-mike-why-pitbulls-and-african-american-felons-deserve-michael-vicks-second-chance/

Pleased and Pleasured

I kissed you first softly then with more passion and moved my lips down your strong hard chest.
Your eyes closed as my fingers began to caress you.
As I kissed your thighs I saw you look at me, anticipating what you knew would delight you.
The pleasure of my tongue on you brought a gentle moan.
With that sweet sound I moved to take you in, sucking softly at first,
as you became harder in my mouth.
I began to take you in more deeply, letting go and then taking you back,
In and out, as my tongue teased you.
For a while I forgot myself , lusting for you, I sucked harder.
I heard you say my name.
I stopped for a moment to look up at you.
You were watching me.
I could see your adoring face in the soft light of the night.
My mouth was wet against you.
You were hard and hot.
I was slow but steady,
gentle, but relentless.
I played with you with my tongue always taking you in and out
Deeper, longer, harder, following your rhythm
Feeling your sensation grow.
Slowly,at first, then with more force you began to pulsate in the warmth moisture of my mouth
My lips pressing,
My tongue teasing,
As I sucked you in I felt my body flush.
Then in an instant you moved to give me what I was after.
You filled my mouth.
As I swallowed, I felt the warm moisture of my own satisfaction.
I held you there still in my mouth just for a moment.
Listening to your mellowing sighs.
Pleased and pleasured you lay there,spent.
While I once again kissed your thighs
And saw your handsome face glowing in the peacefulness of that moment.
You reached for me to move my face to yours,
And held me tightly.
"I love you." you whispered.
And we clung to each other like two children.
Each of us completely satisfied and filled with the joy of another magical moment.

SEX, LIES and ?

Apparently I pissed a few men off with that last post. Ahh well, just reporting it as I hear it, see it. LOL. Being Honest.
What ever happened to honesty any way.?

Yes, I know I told you I lie about my age and my weight. And I do.
So this is somewhat hypocritical I suppose.
But really, it is not so much that I meet men who lie to me as men who lie to themselves.
They believe that they are exceptionally handsome, exceptionally intelligent, and exceptional lovers. They look in the mirror and see that, BELIEVE IT.
And within one conversation they can give themselves away.
On a first date with a man he told me he was not married. Later he told me he was separated, then he told me he was separated but still living with his wife, then ..well you can guess the rest.. Men who are "separated but living with "of course never have sex any more but stay together for the kids or for some ailing relative whose heart they would break if they split up.

Give me a BREAK !

Are there really people out there that believe that someone will fall for their stories..?

Tales of money ... oops, well no,,, money lost,,, or the BIG Business Deal , the SHIP that never comes in. They put their wealth or imagined wealth out there in the first conversation, or they name drop or they mention how close they are to their ailing parents, and kids of course, and needy ex's and how self sacrificing.
They talk about being abandoned sexually by their wifes, or spin a tale about how she became a lesbian.
I really do wish that years ago I had set up my idea for a website to check with ex's about their ex's. I wanted to call it the "EX Files "and have people register their ex's names along with pertinent information for the next man or woman to be aware of.
I certainly would have been saved some time and emotional distress if I had been able to talk to some ex's BEFORE I dated their former lovers, boyfriends, husbands.

I'm sure men would find such information helpful as well.
Now I know their is a similar website but not in quite the same form or finesse as I would have set up mine.

Why? Just to save us all some grief from the dishonesty.

Who do we think we are lying to any way and what for?

In time it always ALL comes out and when it does there is no basis for a relationship or even a friendship. You can't be a real friend and be dishonest.
What's the point?

Some day I will write down all the lies, or exaggerations I have been told on first meetings, and /or dates with men.

But I do have to be honest, on one particular night here in Phoenix my BFF and I decided to go to a different club then the one we normally frequent and check it out. No one knew us there and so we decided out of boredom to pretend we were something other then our true selves.

Have you ever done that.?

I don't remember it all too clearly now but I think we decided to tell new acquaintances that we were exotic dancers..you know, named "Misty" and "Bambi." lol
Sometimes the nights in Phoenix can get very dull.

Next time I think I'll chat up having a fortune. That seems to be even more popular in this depressed economy. How depressing...
I'll try it as a social experiment. I'll let a few people in on it and have them assist to get the rumor around the club that I have hidden wealth.
Betcha' I get more then one dinner invitation that night. Not just a promise for a booty call but for a real, "I'm willing to spend a little money on you" date.

Do I sound a bit jaded or just realistic to you?

The thing is though, I have this conflict about being true to my self and doing the right thing.

I can pretty much hear a lie as it comes out of a man's mouth. So why would I lower myself to play that game.... I don't know. Maybe it's because I have worked in professions all my life where reading peoples feelings and not necessarily their words meant succeeding or not.
Social experiments like books and movies that have great character development intrigue me.
Human nature intrigues me.

Sex, lies, and ?
So much of the time it is more about lies to get to the sex.

Now here's a another social experiment I would like to see. Just walk up to the person you are interested in, skip all the small talk and just come out with..."Hey, I'd like to fuck you."
You don't see or hear that very often in Phoenix.!

I miss New York City. ;-)
At least there people in social situations were a bit more forward and honest.
A one night stand was agreed on even before the clothes were off.
Nothing promised, nothing lost...
Honesty ... I miss that. But I suppose before we can have it we have to be honest with ourselves and know for sure what we want.
I'm beginning to know... it has changed with time. Once I know for sure I can put it out there.
Can you? Or is honesty too scary for you?

Does Size Matter?

Does Size Matter?

On the age old question "Does Size Matter?" lets size things up..literally.

I posed this important question to women, some of them total strangers others friends, and even,relatives.

My first thought and conversation about size began in college I think... first year... a party at my house when my parents were gone for the weekend. When the guys had left, the "girls" sat around the kitchen table discussing sexual experiences mostly with the only woman we knew who had had any, and admitted to it. We asked her.."So how big is a IT any way?".... And in describing its length AND its girth, a dimension none of the rest of us had yet even thought about, she finally asked for some coins. Yes, coins ! Carefully stacking half dollars to about six or seven inches on the table in front of all of us, she said, "There!" then she promptly added.."except maybe it should be the width of silver dollars."
“Silver dollars? Really?” I questioned, “That big?”
She was the most intelligent of us... all honors students she, effotlessly had the unbeatable grades, We had no reason to doubt her expertise on this matter..
I think of her now with love and remember times when she in the back seat of the car with some guy would not "put out" without a promise of an ankle bracelet. She had a few ankle bracelets. I had none at the time. All of us relied on her for our information.
And so the question arose, and it keeps on coming back to this day.

To be honest I do not believe I have ever discussed intimacies with a woman friend without IT coming up... Along with "Soooo how was IT?" is the question .."AND.." It is pretty much code that if it is not mentioned then her partner was not so well endowed or, perhaps, average.
But if he is more then ample she will ALWAYS speak of it proudly... well, except if she is a petite woman who finds a larger appendage uncomfortable to handle so to speak.
On the other hand,,,lol, I have had the experience of the so super sized that only part of it could get hard and of course XXXL is lost in translation because only so much pole can fit in the hole.

I have to speak to the women who were open to this survey, all agreed that politely as women when a man is not so large and seems insecure about this fact we often will reassure him...
"Oh, you're fine."
"Just the right size."
"I don't like it to be too big."
"Well, you know how to use what you've got."
"You may not be large but you are just right for me."
Now, sometimes we mean what we are saying, but much of the time we are being polite.
You see, of the women I asked," If you had a choice would you be with a guy with a small to average sized penis,or with a more amply endowed man? " The women all, but one said BIGGER IS BETTER.

Now why is that?

It is because the female anatomy not only stretches out to accommodate size, it stretches out over time.
Let's tell it like it is. You can have had one child, a dozen or none and it is still over time ,even with kegels and thigh presses going to lose some muscle tone..
If you are lucky or on hormone replacement it may not lose its lubrication qualities,but the G spot and the clit and all the rest like the feel of fullness and friction and that means length and girth !

Worst experiences for most women is always the sexual chemistry and then the actual act of intercourse with a man who is far smaller then he sees himself and asks though he is the size of a stubby pencil... "Is IT big enough for you, honey..?" while the woman receiver is wondering ."Is he kidding? Where the hell is IT ?"

Now a well grown penis on the other hand offers the ability of every sexual position without too many contortions, and failures to launch.
It can go in front ways, on top, bottom, side ways, and from the rear successfully and it offers the satisfaction of a comforting fit, sometimes with full friction and vacuum like suction.
It may lead to some problems if the fit between man and woman is too perfect for the condom no matter how well placed to be lost in space so to speak... but as dangerous as this might be to the passing of sexually transmitted disease, the experience is UNFORGETTABLE..

Large penises or is the plural peni? definitely have the women's vote.

So what is large?
Don't tell me less then five inches erect and don't look at me if the girth is less then a quarter.

Do I sound harsh to men here?
Remember how many times you asked a woman her bra size or described her boobs to your buddy friends with cupped hand motions in front of your own chest, or compared a woman's chest to melons, usually cantaloupe.So please don't fain insult while reading this.
You,too have your preferences..though some men are satisfied with just a handful and others like them Jagunda ! (That's large melon size usually.)
Yes, you guys have your preferences too and women have been oh so careful over the years not to crush your egos when they find that they feel much like Samantha on the television series Sex And the City who finds herself in love with less then adequately sized James.
It just doesn't work.

Sure, sure a guy can be great with his tongue and with his fingers, but gentlemen and ladies I think you all would agree a great fit is even better, and better in this case is BIGGER.

Now the jury is still out and I can not insist that my non scientific survey is the be all and end all answer to this question.
But remember guys,,, big trucks, and big bank accounts,,, really don't go as deep.

A woman won't toss a good man away if he is smaller in size, or just the average six inches.
Women are kind compassionate creatures who know what is important in their lives.
Being a gentlemen, being honest, reliable, and compassionate, a giving, caring, humorous chap can go a long way. But if you are strutting around scowling at the attractive women who smile at you, holding out for the perfect Barbie, or even if you just want your woman whatever she looks like to be happy... equality in all the rooms in the house helps a lot as foreplay.
And if not you better know what you've got and how to use it.


The women I spoke to for the most part were adamant that they were tired of being judged superficially by men who when push came to shove didn't want to "share" in the work of the relationship and figured 4 inches in quarters was just dandy as long as it got hard.

Sorry guys... the consensus is that size does count.

Women won't measure your manhood by it if you compensate by being a man in other ways,
but immature boys of all ages need to SIZE UP.

Remember LIFE IS GOOD and sex is better when it's bigger.

Comments please.

Does Size Matter?

Yes, you know what I mean. Man tell jokes about it. Women whisper about it.

Does it really really matter if his penis is big or small?

It was a friend of mine who mentioned the topic recently and so I began an unscientific survey. I asked approximately fifty women ages ranging from 32 to 62 if SIZE mattered to them.
Come back to read the results, comments and my own personal opinion on this topic.

In case you are thinking this subject might be a bit mundane. consider that next to financial issues, sex,or lack of satisfaction there of,is the reason both sexes most frequently give for cheating on their spouses.

Now we all know that men with big trucks and over sized wallets have small ones..lol... but
you'll have to come back to find out what women really think.
STAY TUNED...

CONVERSE VS. BLAHNIKS

Now it is said that you can tell a good man by his accessories... and a good woman too.
I'm not so sure.
I had a choice this morning. Converse for the gym or my Blahniks and get right to work.
I chose Converse,no makeup, an old tank and shorts. I went to the gym and stopped all sweaty at the store. No less then three men converged on me. Now, two were married and the other, well, lets just say that he was younger then me.
I was flattered equally by all.
Sometimes a woman needs a lift without the heels. Especially on Wednesdays.
Now don't get me wrong I love my heels. I love the feeling of being a woman and floating through a place in something flirty with heels to boot... (well not to boot though boots make me feel good too..especially high ones with heels)... but you know what I mean.
It makes me feel sexy...like sexy underwear, a bit of light perfume, a low cut blouse, a dangling earring and the diamond on my finger.
It's not difficult to feel beautiful.
But it is even better to know you don't look beautiful and have men approach you with compliments or for your number. I am not at all put off by this,, even the men that go beyond subtle attempts for my attention and the ones that come close to stalking by following me around the store for a bit trying to engage me in some dumb ass conversation while staring at my boobs.
I love you guys! Men from 20 to 90 who catch a glimpse even when they are with their girlfriends or wives. Sure I think they are inappropriate dogs on the one hand if they are with another woman but a part of me is still flattered.
Of course they can't help it, just like they can't help selective hearing and never really saying what they feel, or finding it difficult to please me when they have already spent themselves somewhere in the first fifteen minutes of love making BUT they are inexplicably adorable. Like little boys with wide eyes and a taste for candy and willing to do whatever they have to do to get it. They don't seriously think it all through.
There is NO strategy.
They simply see what they like and are led by the flow of blood to their other brain to make their moves.
They don't care if I am in my sweaty gym clothes and Chuck Taylor Converse in any assortment of colors from pink to black with purple trim...
They may prefer the heels,...my beautiful strappy Blahniks that give me an ego kick.
I know I do.
I prefer my heels,my sexy thongs, my pierced left nipple. They all make me feel good, but nothing, nothing... are you listening men out there? makes a woman feel better then your attentive smile,your wink, your look of utter baffling approval... Because as you are becoming more aroused she can sense it and if the chemistry is right, she feels the fire too.
Don't stop looking, and saying your sweet hello's or shouting out your whistles from construction sites. I'll never complain. I promise.
Let me know what you like and I'm happy to jump right in and flirt right back at you.
Especially on Horny Tuesdays,,, or whatever other day you want to make it happen.

So let me know Converse or Blahniks...???

If the chemistry is right, I'll walk your way.
And to the three men this morning, thanks for making my day...

I hope you get yours just the way you like it.
Only a few more days to the weekend. I'm gonna get mine. ;-) hmmm..Blahniks, I think.