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Profile text:I rarely initiate contact,but I do respond to all messages
Easygoing,lots of interests. I like romance and intimacy.
Doing things that pleases both of us and thoroughly enjoying each other is a real pleasure.
Spending an unhurried evening, having a quiet dinner, listening to music, cuddling on the couch; in winter, in front of a fire and having good conversation, before and after.
I like baseball. Playing softball, bicycling and most outside activities.Quiet little coves along the ocean. Like to take short and long trips(driving or flying). I like going to flea markets in the bay area.
Live simply....Laugh often....Love deeply.
People hand in hand
Have I lived to see the milk and honey land
Where hate's a dream and love forever stands
It's just a vision in my mind.
Stevie Wonder
Listen to "An older man is like an elegant wine" by Nancy Wilson
Do guys see themselves as being so desirable,that they have to put exclusions in their profiles. Take a look in the mirror; you are not likely to be overwhelmed with messages.
My thoughts on penis size; What good is there in having a big rig,if you don't know how to drive it.
What's an exemplary life when you've betrayed your deepest impulses.
Twelve Days In Naples
Years ago, a young man made contact via this site. I replied in kind.
He continued to keep in touch and my replies were succinct,not expansive. He said that I was difficult to get to know. We continued to exchange messages and it reached the point of talking via
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Never having been to Europe. I had thought of visiting Italy. He suggested that I should visit if I came to Italy. I decided to go. He was able to assist in finding accommodations in Naples. After visiting Rome,Florence and Venice, I took the train to Naples. He was waiting for me on the platform. A handsome man,years my junior. I settled into my apartment.He lived outside Naples but came into the city on most evenings. We'd shop and then cook a nice dinner.Mostly,he'd cook dinner. We'd have nice romantic evenings, a nice glass of wine. He was in great shape.A real hard body. We danced and he had great rhythm. Such intimate times.
Weekends were such fun. We drove around the area.Visited the Amalfi Coast and did walking tours around the city. During the day, I was a typical tourist.
Our final dinner was at a nearby restaurant. A misty, cool evening and I was a bit sad,knowing that this was the end of our time together. He was going home from there.Yet, we were upbeat. After
dinner, we bought a bottle of Limoncello,stepped into the doorway of a closed shop and had our final drink, hug and kiss. We say goodbye, step into the misty evening,head in opposite directions.
After about 130 feet, we both seemed to turn at the same instance and we waved goodbye. Such a warm feeling came over me. I felt such affection for him.Leaving for Rome the next morning,there was snow on the peaks but I felt like a day in Summer.
The cup that we drank from is on a shelf in my kitchen. It's just as fresh in my mind, as the time that it happened.
We are still in touch.A soft spot in my heart for him.
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