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Having traveled down too many wrong paths I've recently stopped to ponder the choices that I've made. Many times I've ventured away from my cottage to villages of merriment where dancing and laughter abound. I've searched for an eternal partner to entwine hands and share my humble abode; but alas the lass of my heart has yet to be discovered in places where decadence reaches out from darkened corners. So I find myself home alone, reaching across vast cyberspace to see if the woman of my dreams is within my verbal reach. ...but after spending 10 minutes on line I've discovered that darkened corners eclipse this world as well. It's a world where age is whatever your profile shows you chose, a world where marriage is often discovered but seldom disclosed, a world where everyone is 30 plus pounds heavier than they say, and a world where sex is only a phone call away, So I guess I'll go back to the decadence nearby, where a woman without a figure can't lie, where people still engage in sex while in the position prone; and not practice sex by chatting or talking on the phone. |
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