A STREETCAR NAMED ADMIRE
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San Francisco, California | Bărbat În căutare de Bărbat
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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.
Zodie
Capricorn
Aspect și situația
Tipul corpului meu este
Mediu
Înălțimea mea este
5' 8 (1.73 m)
Ochii mei sunt
Șaten
Sunt de etnie
caucaziană, europeană, hispanică/latină
Starea mea civilă este
Văduv(ă)
Am copii
Nu
Doresc copii
Nu
Caracteristica mea cea mai bună este
Picioare
Body Art
Nici nu m-aș gândi despre așa ceva
Părul meu este
Mixt de culoare închisă și culoare deschisă
Am mai multe de asta
Câine
Dispus să mă mut
Da
Status
Nivelul meu de educație este
Diplomă de Universitate
Starea mea forței de muncă actuală este
Pensionar(ă)
Specializarea mea este
Artă / Muzică / Literatură
Denumirea postului meu de muncă este
U. PROF. & RN
Salariul meu anual este
Mai mult de 150,000$
Eu trăiesc
Singur(ă)
acasă
Nu este zgomot
Fumez
Da - dar nu tutun
Beau
Nu
Personalitate
În liceu am fost
Clown de clasă
Comportamentul meu social este
Atent, Prietenos, De comedie, Cochet, Deschis
Interesele și hobby-urile mele sunt
Mese, Citire, Artă și Artizanat, Învățare, Muzică, Filme, Internet , Jocuri, Dans, Teatru, Călătorii
Distracția bună pentru mine este
Cu prietenii, Încercarea de lucruri noi, Filmele, Dormit, Citind o carte, La un muzeu
O prima întâlnire perfectă ar fi
U VISIT ME. I SERVE ROOT BEER. WE SIT TOGETHER. I TOUCH UR FLESH...
Întotdeauna am vrut să încerc
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.
Prietenii mei mă descriu ca
Cineva care ei vor să fie
Vizualizări
Religia mea este
Ateism
Particip la servicii
Niciodată
Scopul meu în viață este
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.
Genul meu de umor este
Inteligent, Deștept, Sec / Sarcastic, Tainic, Vulgar, Sadic
Gust
La TV întotdeauna mă uit la
Nu-mi place TV
Când mă duc la filme, mereu merg pentru a vedea
Romantism, Dramă, Pentru adulți
Când ascult muzică, mereu ascult
Clasică, Blues , Jazz , Ambient , Folk
Când citesc, eu citesc
Auto-biografie, Biografie, Clasică, Sănătate, Istorie, Casă și grădină, Instruire, Filozofie, Referință, Poezie, Romantism, Erotica
Distracția pentru mine este
NUDITY, VAPING GRASS, ROLLING ON THE CARPET CACCHINATING, FROTAGGING EROGENOUS ZONES. CUMMING 'TIL I FEEL FAINT.
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Ce vi se pare atractiv?
Rațiune, Flirt, Ciudățenii, Îndrăzneală, Sensibilitate, Empatie, Abilități excelente, Grija, Inteligență, Pasivitate
Ce căutați?
I HAVE A FETISH ABOUT PERFECT/SUBSTANTIAL NOSES & ROSY-PINK PACKAGES & NIPS.
Ce fel de relație doriți?
Prieten, Partener de întâlniri, Intim, Dedicat(ă)