Loving Men-Beginning

In order to start at the beginning, one must end something first.

I have had one hell of a time establishing “any” kind of lover relationship in Charlotte. At first I thought it was me: my lifestyle, my age, my demeanor. But I don’t think that’s the case. Yes, I’m the common denominator, and yes, I suppose I’m the catalyst, but it takes two to tango.

In Charlotte I’ve dated Pup, Ross Ross, Otter, and D.. Of all four, Otter was the norm: tall, great smile, honest, upfront, great drinking friend, and, oh, he’s straight.

Does the whole sexual nature of dating muddy the waters? Do we have unusually high expectations of suitors? Does arousal (whether sexual or intellectual) provide a hurdle rather than access?

The men I’ve met in Charlotte profess to know what they want: long-term relationships! I’m a pro at that: having recently ended a 32-year relationship. But these men, while wanting one, have no idea as to how to get out of the gates! It’s as though I’m a pro baseball players coaching little league.

What I’m looking for is a 31 year old male, mischievous grin, sparkling eyes, old soul, great heart, loves cigars (or a cigar lover), sensual, kissable lips, and when in bed will stay the night.

Not neccessarily “Prince” Charming; but definitely charming.