A STREETCAR NAMED ADMIRE
charlesbovary
San Francisco, California | Férfi keres Férfit
Általános adatok
Idegen nyelvek:
Angol, Spanyol
Leírás
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.
Jelentkezzen
Bak
Megjelenés és helyzete
Testalkatom
Átlagos
Magasságom
1.73 m
Szemeim színe
Barna
Etnicitásom
Kaukázusi, Európai, Hispán / Latin
Családi állapotom
Özvegy
Vannak gyerekeim
Nem
Szeretnék gyerekeket
Nem
Az amire büszke vagyok:
Lábszárak
Testművészet
Nem is gondolkodom ilyenen
Hajam színe:
Só és bors
Háziállatjaim
Kutya
Költözködés?
Igen
Állapot
Képzettségem
Egyetemi végzettség
Foglalkoztatásom
Nyugdíjas
Specialitásom
Művészet / Zene / Irodalom
Munkaköröm
U. PROF. & RN
Ez évi bevételem
Több mint 36,564,796 HUF
Lakáshelyzet
Egyedül
Otthon
Nincs zaj
Dohányzom
Igen - de nem dohányt
Kedvelem az alkoholt
Nem
Személyiség
A középiskolában
Osztály bohóc
Szociális magatartásom:
Figyelmes, Barátságos, Komikus, Kacér, Társaságkedvelő
Hobbijaim:
Vacsorák, Olvasás, Művészet és kézművesség, Tanulás, Zene, Filmek, Internet, Játékok, Tánc, Színház, Utazás
Tökéletes szórakozás?
Barátkozás, Új dolgok kipróbálása, Filmezés, Alvás, Könyv olvasása, Múzeum
A tökéletes első randi így néz ki számomra:
U VISIT ME. I SERVE ROOT BEER. WE SIT TOGETHER. I TOUCH UR FLESH...
Mindig kipróbáltam volna a(z)
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.
Így látnak barátaim:
Felnéznek rám
Nézetek
Vallási nézeteim:
Ateista
Részt veszek a vallási szertartásokon:
Soha
Életcélom:
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.
Humorérzékem:
Hajtűdobáló, Okos, Szarkasztikus, Titokzatosnak, Mocskosnak, Szadista
Ízlés
Mit nézek?
Nem szeretem nézni a TV-ét
Mit nézek a moziban?
Romantikus filmek, Dráma, Felnőtt tartalom
Amikor zenét hallgatok, mindig meghallgatom a
Klasszikus, Blues, Jazz, Hangulat zene, Folk
Mit olvasok?
Biográfia, Biográfia, Klasszikus, Egészségügy, Történelem, Otthon és kert, Oktató műsorok, Filozófia irodalom, Referenciák, Költészet, Romantikus filmek, Erotikus irodalom
Mit jelent a szórakozás a részemre:
NUDITY, VAPING GRASS, ROLLING ON THE CARPET CACCHINATING, FROTAGGING EROGENOUS ZONES. CUMMING 'TIL I FEEL FAINT.
keres
Mit tart vonzónak?
Szellemesség, Flörtölős, Különlegességek, Merészség, Érzékenység, Empátia, Ügyesség, Komolyság, Tudás, Passzivitás
Mi az ami után kutat?
I HAVE A FETISH ABOUT PERFECT/SUBSTANTIAL NOSES & ROSY-PINK PACKAGES & NIPS.
Mi után kutat?
Barát, Dátum, Intim kapcsolat, Elkötelezettség