age: 59 (Jan 11, 1954)
MEMBER SINCE: September 2011
occupation: Dilettante and narcissist.
body mods: None. Live with it.
stats: 6'2", 200 lbs, bald, ordinary.
sign: Go.
i lost my virginity: In a closet at my brother's wedding with a drunk woman who posed in Playboy and wanted to do it with a seminary student (me at the time).
most humbling moment: The moment I realized that in about 50 years no one will know I ever existed; nevertheless, that God loves me, but I can't do anything about it.
gets me hot: When you look at me that way. Nipple rings. You in a black thong and black silk thigh high stockings, watching you dance, any woman in a black silk thong, her tongue in your pussy...and vice verce.
into: Spiritual desire, Suicide Girls, Mexican food, good literature, history, figuring out the meaning of 'freedom", sex fantasies, a certain black stretchy shiny leather thong (on you).
heroes: Jesus; the firefighters at the Twin Towers on 9/11; men who are good fathers and faithful husbands; the nameless guy who keeps his lonely neighbor company on a cold night; the teacher who, in his spare time, taught that homeless kid to read..
Another Saturday morning. No early work to get to. No rush to do anything. Just solitude, peace and quiet. And especially no greedy and obnoxious SG girl's hair in my face, hands grabbing for my cock, demanding even MORE sex! Again!? Woman, how many orgasms did you get last night?! (Hint: Lux and Opaque).
No, just solitude and quiet. The only sounds I hear are soft songs of the birds in the trees. And then the freeway traffic in the distance, an occasional car horn or alarm, and of course, a few angry shouts of young gang members from the barrio cursing in Spanglish. Just sometimes.
Other than that, just solitude and quiet. I'm going back to bed.
Well...maybe first jerk off to some pics of SG girls. Then back to sleep.