A STREETCAR NAMED ADMIRE
charlesbovary
San Francisco, California | Muž Hledám A Muž
Obecné
Hovořím
Angličtina, Španělština
Sebe bych popsal(a) jako
What Tenn Thought of My Bedroom.......MY age: 72.
On a foggy eve in the fall of '80, I caught a glimpse of Tennessee Wms. under-reaching for a bottle of gin off a shelf at a liquor store on Geary Blvd. Dressed in the habiliment of a 19th-century Greek mariner (curly-hair wig and all), I was rapidly trotting to a disco on Polk St. Sans much consideration, I went to him, and handed him the bottle. "No need to thank the kindness of this stranger", or something else of that corny ilk I uttered to him. He was taken aback timidly by my "high" countenance & out-of-place costume. We sallied while he shopped and paid for snacks. I asked if I could walk with him to his destination, Colony Hotel. Upon reaching the foyer, he asked if I would visit with him. Lying to him, I stated that I was on my way home to feed "Mugger", my golden retriever. When Ten Ten and I entered my cottage, I showed him to a seetee and later handed him a highball glass with ice. He inquired where the spiral staircase led to; I responded, "to the ballroom." "Ballroom? May I see it?" I toured him into my inordinately decorated bedroom, alight with five honey wax candles in glass and wooden lanterns that cast arabesque silhouettes against the carroty bamboo ceiling. The ersatz tapestries (thumb-nailed quilts) quivered in the cross-breezes as we heard Muddy Waters' blues emanating from a neighboring cafe. He raised his eyes to look upon an embalmed Sicilian owl and Caucasian mouse perched on a rosemary branch above my German-made bed. Tenn was further roused by the scent of blooming orchids I cultivated on a portable fountain on the deck overlooking the steeples of twin churches. He seemed nostalgically transported; closing his eyes and dilating his nares, he came closer to me and said he felt akin to being in the presence of the Moon Lake Casino. He asked to lie serenely next to me and experience pillow talk between us. No longer am I this quixotic lad, neither are you a gallant poet. Nevertheless, I pine to be visited by a very mature "man of letters"; a gent steeped in sublime sensuousness with whom I can explore The Arts, intimate conversation,voyeurism, and perhaps physical expression. Tennessee gave me hours of delight. The other side of joy is that it is too frequently followed by crawling periods of grief, over what is lost.
On a foggy eve in the fall of '80, I caught a glimpse of Tennessee Wms. under-reaching for a bottle of gin off a shelf at a liquor store on Geary Blvd. Dressed in the habiliment of a 19th-century Greek mariner (curly-hair wig and all), I was rapidly trotting to a disco on Polk St. Sans much consideration, I went to him, and handed him the bottle. "No need to thank the kindness of this stranger", or something else of that corny ilk I uttered to him. He was taken aback timidly by my "high" countenance & out-of-place costume. We sallied while he shopped and paid for snacks. I asked if I could walk with him to his destination, Colony Hotel. Upon reaching the foyer, he asked if I would visit with him. Lying to him, I stated that I was on my way home to feed "Mugger", my golden retriever. When Ten Ten and I entered my cottage, I showed him to a seetee and later handed him a highball glass with ice. He inquired where the spiral staircase led to; I responded, "to the ballroom." "Ballroom? May I see it?" I toured him into my inordinately decorated bedroom, alight with five honey wax candles in glass and wooden lanterns that cast arabesque silhouettes against the carroty bamboo ceiling. The ersatz tapestries (thumb-nailed quilts) quivered in the cross-breezes as we heard Muddy Waters' blues emanating from a neighboring cafe. He raised his eyes to look upon an embalmed Sicilian owl and Caucasian mouse perched on a rosemary branch above my German-made bed. Tenn was further roused by the scent of blooming orchids I cultivated on a portable fountain on the deck overlooking the steeples of twin churches. He seemed nostalgically transported; closing his eyes and dilating his nares, he came closer to me and said he felt akin to being in the presence of the Moon Lake Casino. He asked to lie serenely next to me and experience pillow talk between us. No longer am I this quixotic lad, neither are you a gallant poet. Nevertheless, I pine to be visited by a very mature "man of letters"; a gent steeped in sublime sensuousness with whom I can explore The Arts, intimate conversation,voyeurism, and perhaps physical expression. Tennessee gave me hours of delight. The other side of joy is that it is too frequently followed by crawling periods of grief, over what is lost.
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Má výška je
1,73 m
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Hnědá
Můj původ je
Běloch/běloška, Evropan/ka, Hispánská/latinská
Můj rodinný stav je
Ženatý/vdaná
Mám děti
Ne
Chci děti
Ne
Mou nejlepší částí je
Nohy
Body Art
Ani mě to nenapadne
Barva mých vlasů
Světle bílá
Mám jedno nebo více z uvedených
Pes
Ochotný/ochotná se přestěhovat
Ano
Stav
Má úroveň vzdělání je
Vysokoškolské vzdělání
Můj současný stav zaměstnání je
V důchodu
Mé zaměření je
Umění / Hudba / Literatura
Název mého zaměstnání je
U. PROF. & RN
To si vydělám za rok
$150,000USD+
Žiji
Sám/sama
Doma
Není tu žádný hluk
Jsem kuřák
Ano - ale bez tabáku
Piji
Ne
Osobnost
Na střední škole jsem byl/a
Klaun třídy
Mé společenské chování je
Opatrné, Přátelská osoba, Komické, Flirtující, Otevřené
Mé zájmy a koníčky jsou
Stravování, Rodina, Umění a řemesla, Vzdělávání, Hudba, Filmy, Internet, Hry, Tanec, Divadlo, Cestování
Má představa skvěle stráveného času je
Potloukat se s přáteli, Vyzkoušet nové věci, Filmy, Spát, Čtení knihy, Jít do muzea
Ideální první rande by bylo
U VISIT ME. I SERVE ROOT BEER. WE SIT TOGETHER. I TOUCH UR FLESH...
Vždy jsem chtěl/a vyzkoušet
EVERYTHING SEXUAL THAT'S NOT POTENTIALLY DANGEROUS. TEACH ME TO SUCK, E. G. IF I HAD 2 CHOICES, I'D SELECT A SOAP-SMELLING, U/C PINK CORONA/RIDGE.
Moji přátelé mě popisují jako
Někdo, kým by chtěli být
Názory
Mé náboženství je
Ateista
Navštěvuji bohoslužby
Nikdy
Můj životní cíl je
FINDING LOVE W/A WHOLESOME, LIGHT-COMPLEXIONED, HIRSUTE,GENT FROM ACADEME(arts/humanities). BEST RAPPORT W/EUROPEANS & CARIBBEANS. I SWOON W/CONCUPISCENCE WHEN EYEING RED PUBES ON A FLESHY, SOAP-SMELLING CROTCH. ALTHO I'M NOT SHALLOW, I'M ATTRACTED TO AESTHETICS. THE ENNEAGRAM #5 IS THE GELID INTELLECTUAL; UNFORTUNATELY THEY OFTEN GRAVITATE TO ME---PERHAPS BC OF MY HI I. Q. HOWEVER I VIEW LIFE THRU MY HEART, NOT MY(UPPER) HEAD.
Můj smysl humoru je
Trampový, Chytrý, Suchý / sarkastický, Temný, Prostopášná osoba, Sadistický
Chuť
V TV vždy sleduji
Nemám rád TV
Když se dívám na filmy, vždy sleduji
Romantika, Drama, Pro dospělé
Když poslouchám hudbu, pak vždy poslouchám
Klasické, Blues, Jazz, Ambient, Folk
Když čtu, tak nejraději čtu
Autobiografie, Biografie, Klasické, Zdravotní, Historie, Domov a zahrada, Instruktážní, Filozofické, Manuály, Poezie, Romantika, Erotické
Má představa zábavy je
NUDITY, VAPING GRASS, ROLLING ON THE CARPET CACCHINATING, FROTAGGING EROGENOUS ZONES. CUMMING 'TIL I FEEL FAINT.
Hledám
Co považuješ za atraktivní?
Důvtip, Koketnost, Zvláštnosti, Troufalost, Citlivost, Empatii, Skvělé dovednosti, Ohleduplnost, Inteligenci, Netečnost
Co hledáš?
I HAVE A FETISH ABOUT PERFECT/SUBSTANTIAL NOSES & ROSY-PINK PACKAGES & NIPS.
Jaký typ vztahu hledáš?
Přítel, Partner na randění, Intimní, Odevzdaný/á