Mid-40's: You Totally Misunderstand This
Look. She's a widow. She owns her home. She doesn't need money. She is collecting what she can from her late husband's stash and living very thrifty. What she misses is a man.
I don't know if you remember back when you were growing up, but all the "easy girls" were always the girls who were raised by single moms. Why? They craved male attention because they never got any growing up. Well, what do you think this horny, widowed neighbor wants? Attention.
[QUOTE=Stockings103;5528277]If you're for real and she wants money why no ask her there's plenty of guys that will pay the freight it she's worth it.[/QUOTE]
OK, Admin 2, What Am I Supposed To Do?
I candidly talked about my meeting with a fine lady who suffered from (I can't mention what she got). I stopped talking about (I can't mention what she got)] when I and my fellas here in Mansfield were done discussing it. Then all these people who don't live anywhere near here and never contributed anything on this thread all descended like fleas and started offering opinions that were contrary to my understanding of the public health guidelines.
I am very sorry for my first post. I am very sorry that my Meg Ryan look-alike neighbor got (I can't mention what she had). I am very sorry that we sat together, naked, after we had absolutely, fantastic sex--the first she has had in 18 months--and had a very long discussion about [I can't mention what she got). I am very sorry for being loving and understanding. The only problem is, that is the trick to getting laid, you need to be loving and understanding. And what's the purpose of this site? Helping men get laid.
You can thank me later.
Any ladies in Marion you care to share?
[QUOTE=Squonk64;5544107]I had an appointment with my (reason redacted) down near Marion, Sturges and PAW two days ago. AKA Five Points. It was a 9:30 APPT and around 8:30 AM I was just hungry to get out of the house so I walked there. Sure it's over a mile away, maybe closer to 2 miles away, but I figured its a bright and sunny, cool morning, so why not. Its time to burn off some calories, make my doctor happy, and maybe see some sights!
Well, on the way there, I made a decided detour into Joe and Mary's. Why? There was some skinny assed bleach blonde who was maybe 23 sitting on the lap of some some very old black guy who had the widest grin on his face. They were sitting in the southeast corner of the parking lot. I can't honestly say that I have been in Joe and Mary's in about five years. The last time I was in there was with Wood Street Sammy and her enabler, Flem, but the same employees were still there. (That arrangement was sex for $40 of groceries. It wound up costing me $57, from what I remember. You know how those deals go down.) The young, middle aged Indian guy who runs the place even smiled and waved at me. He said, "Hello. " Here is an open and honest question for everyone, "Is it a good or a bad thing that the employees of Joe and Mary's remember you as a good customer, five years later?
After walking around the store to see what they had, then I got in line to buy some cigs. You know, "The Courtesy Purchase. " That's when some skinny, black girl ran in the door. I was second in line. She then comes up behind me and asks, "Can I butt in line? I am late for work. " I responded, "Sure. " I couldn't get the thought of some skinny black girl in a skin-tight tube top out of my mind before she was paying her purchase and telling the owner / cashier. , "I need my coffee in the morning. " Apparently her "morning coffee" is a 40 oz can of malt liquor. Nice. Anyway, if you are into skinny black chicks, she lives across the street from Joe and Mary's. She popped the top, guzzled a good portion of her malt liquor, hopped in the car, and drove away. Nice.
I was watching all this stuff about the black girl while I was standing in the middle of Joe and Mary's parking lot and lighting a cig. That's when I felt / heard someone behind me. It was the skinny blonde. Up close, there were some serious signs of heavy drug use, like track marks in her neck, bacterial dermatitis, and she kept picking at her sores on her face as we talked. She started picking at my face like I had sores on my face, just to be nice and show that she cared for me.
Needless to say, I had a meeting I needed to get to. "Maybe see you on the flip side?" was my question. She wasn't at Joe nd Mary's while I was walking back home.[/QUOTE]I am in Marion almost daily any ladies you care to share, maybe looking for another regular.