OK I've had a look. Quite blonde and shiny really.
And here I am home alone. What a waste.
Jezzay.
Shall we start again from the beginning?
Hello, I gather you're from Cambridge. Nice town.
Tell me something about yourself.
(And don't try to out-smart the people on here because trust me - they are smart!!)!
Jezzay.
After gardening long and hard and being indecisive about going to a world music gig I had a shower and used this 'Enhance your hair colour golden blonde' bollocks which I bought about 5 and a half months ago. And then I started playing Sudoko and surfing SH and having a lovely conversation with Norfolk_couple and so 5 hours later I haven't looked in a mirror and have no idea what colour I am!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jezzay.
Is this something I would understand if I wasn't really old?
Jezzay.
Oh good - another East Anglian!
Suggest you look quite quickly at all the help and advice stuff that's already here cos people get bored answering the same question over and over. And some of the long-running threads. You'll catch on quickly that way without people having a go at you.
It's friendly really.
Jezzay.
Ooohhhh.... well I nibble slowly all the way around the edge and then move in on the tasty bit.
But if you were to ask me how I eat Jaffa cakes then that would be a different story.
Jezzay.
Martin - I NEVER read the ads. There's too much real stuff goung on elsewhere.
Jezzay.
Yes I love it. And I swallow. It feels personal, intimate, and they have a great time and then I feel good.
But I prefer vegetarians....
Jezzay.
Avid readers of these threads will know that a mini-backlash is going on amongst us singles. A few of us turned our backs on the bliss of liberated, no-strings sex and fled to the vanilla world because we wanted a cup of tea in the morning.
So through a vanilla dating site I met Adam. We match. We fit. We have fun between the sheets. We lack passion and spark. We SO lack passion and spark
And then through the same site Brotha contacts me. He flirts, he woos, he will travel 200 miles to meet me. He has something I have lusted for for some time - dreadlocks and matching attitude.
So Thursday = Adam. Friday = Brotha and this is where I think I should have stayed with the swingers because - what do I tell Adam? In SH land I would just say 'Oh, by the way, I'm meeting this guy tomorrow night' but in vanilla-land it doesn't work that way. So do I tell Adam about Brotha? Honesty is a big thing with me. Or not?
Jezzay.
It's normally a compliment to me to be called 'hot' in bed but the night my lover got going on the foreplay shortly after preparing a very hot chilli with very hot fresh chilli peppers is one I won't forget!
Jezzay
PS Can anybody read this thread without their eyes watering?
Does anybody agree that film, porn movies and even TV may to be blame for some of this? You don't often see really gentle, sensual foreplay and quiet, but immensely satisfying coitus.
(Bet you can't guess what I like!)
Instead people are undressed within seconds of closing the door and females are pressed up against the living room wall, impaled upon males moving like a hammer-action drill. Not everybody's cup of tea but how are you going to know?
Jezzay.
I can only add my congratulations. It's just - sniff - lovely.
Jezzay.
Ads? People use them do they?
Oh OK. Whatever turns you on I suppose.
Jezzay
I told my best mate a while back and she was cool. Which suggests you have to know your friends.
Problem is she's a bit of an academic, fascinated by the things I tell her and wants some sort of of study of alternative sexuality to be done. When I say you guys wouldn't stand for the intrusion she goes all puzzled.
She finds it wierd that despite the non-conformity of the behaviour there is a very high moral code.
Jezzay.
Premature ejaculation and swinging (or sex in multiple situations which is what I do cos I'm not a couple and can't swing) don't really go together. The really impressive thing about guys here is their abilty to make judgements and their timing.
I still have a soft spot for a guy at a club who was involved with me in a multiple situation but spotted when I was - what shall we say - ready - and defltly manouvred me to a more private situation where - I shall leave it to your imagination. Control is a prerequisite I'm afraid.
Non-swinging is different. I wouldn't mind at all. All you have to do is make a cup of tea, discuss your team's promotion/relegation chances for a bit and off you go again. The lady who throws you out because of it has too many problems - don't go there.
Jezzay.
26 years difference.
But I often don't let the poor dears know exactly how much older than them I am.
Well, not till they're sober.
My curent gentleman caller is minus 7 years, ex-husband minus 13.
Jezzay