Okay, Lou, here goes, the confession of a lifetime, never again to be revisited. Do you rememeber that episode of Sex in the City? The one where in the end the advice of Carrie was to set the man free, the man who was so good at sex one women could not keep that all for herself, but to let him go so many women could partake in his talent? I get that now, 3 weeks of incredible sex, but nothing beyone that. A man who can give a women such pleasure is not meant to be kept, but to be shared. So it was fun while it lasted, but there was nothing beyond that. A man so gifted, sadly is a doormat. Damn, I sound harsh, but it is true. A woman needs substance, and good sex alone will never give her that. A good friend of us both had dinner with he and I one night and her comment was, she felt sorry for him, she knew I would never be his.  I must admit, I handled tellling him that I needed more, I did not do well. Am I heartless? What do you think? =

Well, girl, I been setting on this one for almost a week.  If you notice I changed one word and now I can live with it.  Got a reputation to maintain here, you know.  I got to go on record here as saying, you are giving me way to much information!!  Try to recall that I am an old lady and as such my idea's of dating and yours are way different.  I guess, though that this is what I wanted to learn when we started this venture.  I will state further, that anytime I am in the grocery store, or getting gas, or any of the myriad of things I do, and I see a male of your age and stature I wonder if he has been to Kansas City lately and I check out his butt!

You are going about this completely backwards of what I would approach it from. (I can not believe I just ended a sentence with an article and a preposition!!  You are corrupting me, girl!)  When I meet a new guy, we usually go for coffee.  Since I do not drink I do not spend time with those who do.  He better open the doors for me.  He better pay for my coffee.  He better keep his eyes above my chest and he better have a sense of humor.  Any alluding to the big nasty will be done when I am ready and not one second before.  First he has to get in my head.  Figure out all the things about me that I do not tell.  If this should happen then he may start to get a little place in my heart.  But maybe you have the right idea cause about all I am running in to is horny old men!

Got church dinner today so I got to throw together something yummy.  Sorry I never made it up there last week, but I never made it anywhere.  Can you believe gas prices?  Can you believe any of the prices?  Everything is going up because of gas prices.  Every thing except my social security that is.

Keep me posted, you vixen you!!  Are you coming down this summer at all?  Maybe we could meet at my sisters.  That is half way. ;)

Lou 

Delilah who?

Well, dear Lou, once again it has been several weeks since I have updated you, but there is a good reason for that. Remember the good kisser, well I was right, it was trouble. Good kissing turned into good everything, at least physically. Have to get some sleep, but will update you on the whole thing in the next couple of days. Have a few things to figure out.
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Well, this little missive today was like a bolt out of the blue.  I thought you were dead and yet here you are alive and well and like nothing ever happened.  I wonder if you have  a life that does not involve a man?  I am beginning to think this online stuff may not have been your wisest move.  Oh, well, tonight I have too many things on my mind to worry about that.  But you should know that Shelly called the other day and was concerned about you.  Could you drop her a little line? 

I seen John the other day and he asked about you.  Seems he has an opening for our old job, if you are interested.  And yeah, I do want to know where that kissing thing led.  Or do I?  Lou