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There is no “O” in Sex (sometimes)

I continue to be surprised by some of the insights I have gained in my journey between the genders.  Sometimes, I feel like a double-agent, infiltrating the feminine ranks in the dating game and bringing back valuable insights for the male side.

In her comments on one of my blog posts about a month ago, Trish reminded me about one such insight, and I have been meaning to write about it ever since, only getting to it now. (Sorry.)

Trish’s very frank comments talk about how she and the men she dates relate to each other, especially sexually.

What caught my eye was her comment about never having an orgasm yet totally enjoying herself.

…don’t know about “never” but…

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Miss-taken – Surprise!

This year, Boxing Day Night was a Sunday, and Monday being a holiday, the turnout was sure to be good, so I made a point of getting out there.

I found myself sitting at the bar talking to a woman when another young lady approached me.

“Hi, I’m with two friends who would like to meet you,” she said, leaning over and pointing to two guys about 10 feet away.  “Are you interested?”

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Pen-Pal Personified

Here I am sitting at a Starbucks, waiting for a brand new friend to arrive from out of town.

When I say “brand new,” I mean that I’ve never met her, but I have corresponded with her at great length online, and our rapport has been a kind of sexy and smart, whirling and twirling dance of magical comet dust in the sky among the stars.  Over time, our words have intermingled and procreated, producing fairy tales and flouncy flirting that have delighted and intoxicated us both.   

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Can I Buy You a Drink?

Having received an e-mail invitation to meet a complete stranger for a drink, I was left wondering if anyone would accept this kind of invitation. When I say “complete stranger” I mean that we have never exchanged a single word.

My suitor provided me with absolutely nothing beyond:

  • I like your pictures,
  • I’m tall and good looking
  • I’ll be in a city that has bars.

He didn’t even make the effort to make up a name for me to call him.

Is there anyone out there who would accept this invitation from “what’s-his-name?” Or even answer his message? Am I being too hard on him?

C’mon, amaze me…