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You could have knocked me over with a feather..................
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You could have knocked me over with a feather.................. I've noticed that my tastes have changed. I'm still pretty much a sweet's freak, but it's usually drawn towards the more natural type of sweet. Fruit mostly, oranges,apples, water mellon, berries of any kind. I do still break down and buy some ice cream..one of my many naughty indulgences. Use to be a big sodapop drinker as well...but lately it's been coffee instead. Once out for dinner last week.. I even ordered iced tea, raspberry flavored, and get this, I didn't add sugar! Sex...(finally! Your thinking, He's getting to the good part) Has been one of life's little preverted mysteries for me. Usually when presented with a member of the female gender I'm clueless as to what exactly it is they want from me..or more to the point if they want me at all. Guess I'm just a closet dullard. You've heard the expression "You can't see the forest for the trees" That's me! I never know when someones making a pass at me, and I usually ignore their efforts. Not that I'm rude or I don't want them..just that consciously I'm not picking up on their signals. Maybe its a genetic defect in my make up? Or perhaps I spent too much time as a youth engrosed in books, and not honing my social skills when it comes to the matter? A case study: Yours truly is out with the ex wife her sister and several of their female friends for a night of drinking a couple of years back, going out to breakfast after the bar closed we are seated and the waitress comes to take the order..I'm having a great time..who wouldn't? I'm drunk, surounded by some great looking women..but the thing is that their friends..or I'm related to them, and sex is not on my mind. Well the waitress made a pass..and from what I was told by my wife later it was a rather overt one at that. Like the silly ass I am, I went on with the conversation at hand and totally ignored the women's advances, not that I wouldn't have taken her up on the matter had I been aware of it..but like I said I'm a closet dullard. This I assure you actually happened..and to my regret it isn't an isolated incident. Something simmiler happened before I started dating Bonnie, it was St. Paddy's Day..as frends we were out visiting other friends just to get out and do something, as we were legaly too young to drink yet. While sitting on the sofa watching TV an ad came on for something and the tag line was "Kiss me I'm Irish" Talking with everyone there and also watching the tube at the same time I didn't give the ad much thought..not being interested in the product it was permoting..when I noticed that Bonnie had repeated the line several times...Everyone else had gotten it...matter of fact they were all staring at me wondering what I was doing, and why I hadn't kissed her yet? Our first open mouth kiss...I lost the gum I was chewing on that one..pushed it to the side and under my tongue for what I thought was to be a quick peck, went to look for it afterwards and it was gone. Bonnie, who hadn't been chewing gum..well she was now. Sorta freaked me out..on one hand I thought "ugh..how could she be chewing something that I'd just been chewing?" on the other hand I had a boner tent that didn't look like it would be going down anytime soon! She gave me lots of little clues like that..once while drunk at a party I was sitting on the floor, Bonnie being just five foot tall had walked up to me and straddled my lap thus putting one of my most favoriate parts of the female anatomy squairly in front of my nose, bleery eyed I looked up at her and she said "Take it" The Dullard in me came out full force...I asked "What?" She walked away in a snit. Guess you could say I'm in my own little world..I can react to things only when my attention isn't distracted by contemplating the red skies. 
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