So, I've been seeing Alexander Pertovsky again... old men are like drugs to me. I can't stay away. well. I just like the way they act old fashioned-gentlemen-like and spoil me.
Today is a rough day at work.
He spent the night, and snores like crazy! I felt like I was sleeping in a cave with an echo of a bear.
He comes to visit me, and tells his 3 kids about me now.
I'm still torn with the non-child-making abilities. Every time I see a little baby, I desperately want one, and find myself wishing I had the chance and getting upset about it.
also; he is not the most fit of men. most older men aren't. they have that oh so sexy beer gut thing going on.
Last night I paid for dinner, and this morning I made sure he took everything with him when he left. This is my secret play to kick him out the door. Last time, he left his shoes- sneaky bastard- so i had to see him again. I'm going to try and move on from here. It's been fun. But it's not for me.
I think I want to date a body builder next. Some big hunk of a man who can pick me up and throw me around :)
And I'm working so hard on my shape right now, I think it only fair to have an equally handsome partner in crime.
But; I recently hooked up with a body builder, and he liked to do some strange stuff in bed. like the choking game....
I'm not sure, but I like to breathe. just sayin.
They say it's supposed to make your orgasm better; but can't say I'm a fan of that quirky crap in bed...
Unless of course it was Vin Diesel Doing it.