I'm done, guys, almost done for. My recent diagnosis was and is every man's secret fear. The treatment involves chemical castration, in an effort to lower the testosterone level that excites the tumor. The tumor is now fast asleep and radiation begins next month. If my sex life ever returns, it will be very different, but I console myself with the notion that one has to be alive to enjoy sex. I'm now in the fight of my life, and it makes my escapades in the '70's look like the adolescent adventures that they were.
What remains are the memories, the glory of days past. First of all a big shout to Madam Jess! Before she dropped from sight, Jessica Parker achieved legendary status as a courtesan and a proprietor. CCE will not be the same without her, nor will this town. When I think of the joy that little place on Frances St. has given, I'm lost in wonder. It was there that Jasmine and I met. After my late ex-wife, and my present wife, lover and girlfriend, Jasmine remains the deepest impression on my pleasure domain. When she went indy, it was a privilege to help her outfit her condo, and turn it into a man-cave that still draws reviews on its own. I had fallen for her when she was at CCE, but the time since then has only allowed me to fall even deeper under her spell, a spell that she never even cast.
In my reviews of her, I mentioned her athleticism, her intelligence, and her daring. These are attributes that only enhance her superhuman sexuality. Add her awesome height and grace to that, and one can see the devastating impact she can have on the lonely or unfulfilled. To take her out socially is an honour, because she is more than arm candy, and her education and breeding show, reflecting well on the good taste of her date. I have basked in that reflected glory, and I shall miss our social outings. I shall miss our interludes even more! Those who have seen her based on my reviews or others', will never contradict me . . . she is the whole package. Beauty, brains, brawn, and the courage of a goddess. How I shall miss the joy of phoning her to set up a date, and how I will miss the longing as the appointed time approaches. The lady is half my age, but so knowing, so well-versed, so well read. She's also very easy to look at, fun to touch, unexpectedly honest about her sex drive, and vocally orgasmic. Never again will I meet such a combination of talent and class in the same package. It is my hope that she finds her voicemail full of requests for a date on her return from holidays, but I regret that I shall not be among that group.
Be well, gang, and play safe,
whitemoustache
What remains are the memories, the glory of days past. First of all a big shout to Madam Jess! Before she dropped from sight, Jessica Parker achieved legendary status as a courtesan and a proprietor. CCE will not be the same without her, nor will this town. When I think of the joy that little place on Frances St. has given, I'm lost in wonder. It was there that Jasmine and I met. After my late ex-wife, and my present wife, lover and girlfriend, Jasmine remains the deepest impression on my pleasure domain. When she went indy, it was a privilege to help her outfit her condo, and turn it into a man-cave that still draws reviews on its own. I had fallen for her when she was at CCE, but the time since then has only allowed me to fall even deeper under her spell, a spell that she never even cast.
In my reviews of her, I mentioned her athleticism, her intelligence, and her daring. These are attributes that only enhance her superhuman sexuality. Add her awesome height and grace to that, and one can see the devastating impact she can have on the lonely or unfulfilled. To take her out socially is an honour, because she is more than arm candy, and her education and breeding show, reflecting well on the good taste of her date. I have basked in that reflected glory, and I shall miss our social outings. I shall miss our interludes even more! Those who have seen her based on my reviews or others', will never contradict me . . . she is the whole package. Beauty, brains, brawn, and the courage of a goddess. How I shall miss the joy of phoning her to set up a date, and how I will miss the longing as the appointed time approaches. The lady is half my age, but so knowing, so well-versed, so well read. She's also very easy to look at, fun to touch, unexpectedly honest about her sex drive, and vocally orgasmic. Never again will I meet such a combination of talent and class in the same package. It is my hope that she finds her voicemail full of requests for a date on her return from holidays, but I regret that I shall not be among that group.
Be well, gang, and play safe,
whitemoustache
