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Heyy thought I try this out. I love to laugh hang out with friends and have a good time. I'm a really laid back person who's not into a lot of drama. I'm just looking for a cool guy to hang out with that could lead to something more. ohh yeahh iim not at all like picky when it comes to race soo no need to worry there. As long as you have a good personality and your cool to be around I'm a happy camper =]
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literary-type looking for a bookworm
I've always imagined that the quintessential forbidden affair between a woman and an older man should start in a used bookstore. Better yet, a used bookstore with a coffee shop. Is there such a thing outside of Paris? I'm a tall, slender, part-time college instructor. For the sake of this little fantasy, you'd have to imagine me sporting slightly spiky hair, wearing a brown corduroy , jeans, and a plaid shirt. And I'd be sitting in a comfortable chair in the aforementioned bookstore/cafe with a small pot of tea on the table next to me, reading something vaguely pretentious yet impossible to put down--perhaps something on the order of , Tolstoy, or Nabokov. You would come around the corner from the stacks, engrossed in page of a book you had just found, as you made your way somewhat absentmindedly to the cafe counter where you would look up from your book only just long enough to order something hot to drink. Of course I would have looked up from my book the moment you came around the corner, and my eyes would have followed you as you moved across the room. I would be mesmerized by your beautiful yet no-nonsense appearance: your intelligent face, your slender build, your hair pulled back in a simple, practical arrangement. You'd be quite a bit younger than me, because that's the way it always is in the classic novels; and in contrast to me, you might not have a ring on your finger. Of course you'd have to be a lifelong lover of books, bookstores, and cozy coffee shops. Your drink now in one hand, book in the other, you would scan the room, looking for a place to sit. Your eyes would meet mine, and we would both be briefly startled by the unexpected spark in each other's eyes. You would look away, slightly flustered, and quickly find a seat on the opposite side of the room. Nothing would happen for the next minute or so, during which we would pretend to be engrossed in our respective books. But after a while, we would begin to glance up periodiy whenever we thought the other wasn't looking--plausibly disinterested, yet surreptitiously examining each other from afar. Inevitably, our glances would meet again, and this time just the hint of a smile would form on our lips. As our brief glances turned into longer gazes, our private contemplations would surely drift to thoughts of sweet obscenities, wrestling in the dark, tasting each other's , and a coupling so strong it would leave us both breathless, shaking, and slightly by the unexpected intensity. Or it could end up as yet another missed connection on . And that would be a shame.
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Met you on Saturday Night at Whiskey Bar. We danced, drank and stayed out late. Shared a cab until we parted ways. Thought you were cool.