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Showing posts with label I don't know why. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I don't know why. Show all posts

Sunday, 5 July 2026

My sex appeal

 Hunted or Haunted?

I don't know why
The time has come, I think, to attempt to clarify my sex appeal.
This will be my outlook on what is happening, as I have little contact with many of the ladies who see me as attractive.

From lady friends I used to have, in ages past, certain trends appeared in our chats. It isn't always about physical attraction, I have never considered myself attractive to ladies.
The most common trend in the comments are I respect the ladies. Unlike many men, I see a lady online as a lady looking for someone to talk to, not as a target for a sex chat. If the lady wishes to talk about sex, that is her choice.
I have been told, I have a gentle personality, and I am pleasant to talk to. I built what popularity I have on being a nice person, not on seeing myself as a he-man type. Looks can change, the person usually stays, there are exceptions to all rules.
I have never cosidered cosmetic surgery, even before I knew of my genetic flaws, I discounted the idea. The only thing I would have liked is black hair.
Since joining two Mature Dating apps last month, I have been overwhelmed by the number of mature ladies who find me attractive. I am both delighted, and a little scared. I joined the sites to find out if ladies found me attractive, end of the story, I never thought of going further. I have a friend in Oxfordshire who is adamant she wishes to meet me soon

Monday, 8 June 2026

Visiting Exeter

I don't know why

Visiting Devon
For decades, I have the wish to visit Exeter in Devon, I can't think why, unless it is beacuse I have not seen much of the county other than a few building sites, which I was dragged to by my late father when he worked for George Wimpey & co, in the 70's.
I can't recall the man's name, but he is correct, when he says "there is nothing to see along the North Somerset coast, I should know I lived there for over 20 years. The area is a series of small villages distant from each other.
The image on the post is NOT Exeter, it is Scarborough. I went back a few years ago, and I'd happily go again