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One day, about 6 or 8 months into the pandemic, I was in my local, neighborhood supermarket, and a woman in her forties, asked me to help her reach an item, which I did. She then started asking me if I
was from the neighborhood, etc., and in a flash, we are drinking wine in her bedroom. She was incredible….Blew my mind….among other things. A couple of weeks later, I went into the other major
supermarket in the area and, it happened again. An elegant, woman, 55, dressed and looking like an executive, if not the CEO of a business, started chatting with me when we were in the same aisle. The
next morning I kissed her goodbye and went home. She was like candy…so sweet and delicious…a fine violin whose moans of pleasure were like gorgeous music. Unforgettable! Fast forward a week or two, and it happens again. Thirty-nine, a nurse on her day off. I have to say, “Nurses Rock,” not only are they compassionate, they are also passionate with a capital P. She was so hot that she melted all over me. So, you see this is a pattern that has developed and is increasing in its frequency. I have made
supermarket ‘friends’ with women of many ages and ethnicities, and more than ever it has become a habit for women to reach out. Kudos to the women who are the instigators, taking things into their own hands, so to speak, and to mature women who still have what it takes and who will appreciatively take what you give them. You are probably wondering what it is that attracts them to me initially, and I will tell you what I think it is. I have longish, golden-blonde hair that girls/women seem to take notice of. A high percentage of the women that I have met at the supermarket begin a conversation by telling
me, “I love your hair.” I hope that there is a lot more to it than that, but I won’t be cutting my hair anytime soon! If you are a girl or woman in need who has connected with what I have written, DM me. I would love to hear from you…..

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