I would never entertain the idea.. the husbands are my best friends!

They are late 20s to early 30s

I have had talk after talk with them.. it seems to be a game with them.. the more I resist the harder they try! Its very frustrating.

You make a valid point Mr. Klingon!..lol

Why is it that most of my friend's wives admit to having some sort of crush or fantasy involving me? This makes me feel extremely uncomfortable and I need some advice on how to stop it!

Ok. so maybe we send out a mass message from anmin saying that if you do not atleast log on within the next two weeks your profile will be purged?

Every time I search it brings up hundreds of results in my area.. however, most of the ones I click on have been inactive for over a month. I am just about ready to give up on this site unless someone can tell me how to stop this cycle of looking at inactive profiles.
Thanks,
D

Or, heck, grab a sixer and head to the lake for some fishin.. fish are your friends, and beer is your friend!!

That means that you are not in a room full of friends, just a room full of people.. You need to leave that room, call that one person who you know will be there and join him/her.

anybody got a cold beer?

Why is this so complicated. I am a normal, non drug user, no kids, not violent, educated, good job, promising future kind of guy. Why is it so difficult to find a normal girl that has no kids, no drama, and that is atleast somewhat attractive?

Yes mam, but you can only come if ya bring that hat with ya..

I don't think you'll have to say a word when you two meet. It will be in her eyes, and she will know...

Very intense.. I like. I also think you should tell her how you feel...if she is real, but that is why i like the write..because I cannot tell if she is imaginary or someone just out of reach.

Thanks, yall are too kind

that smell is probably not testosterone...it is a mix of a thousand perfumes from all the women in the GUYS room..lol

there's no lady..just a hope, a living dream, and I wrote it down..

Apprehensive Lust
She sways left, then to the right. Then she
smiles with all her might. She looks my
way, I tremble in fear, fearing that this
woman I would let near. Her eyes pierce my
macho act, for our eyes have just made a
pact. She tilts her head just to the
right. I strengthen my knees with all my
might. She seems to know me all the way
through. Struggling for words, what do I
do? Inside my thoughts she seems to see.
What's going on, how could this be? There
she goes, coming my way. Oh my God, what
do I say? Passing before me is my entire
life, for she will one day... become my wife.

Scurry of Darkness
To all without love
Death is light upon the midnight breeze.The
candle in solitude splits the darkness with
an eerie silence. My moonlit soul adrift upon
the rolling hills causes the dim landscape
to become my lonesome companion.The
flickering candles are enveloping my
counciousness.For in my circle I am me,and
no one else.To have the world is not my
wish, therefore it is not welcome here.The
spirits are dancing in laughter.As I sigh,
the trinket of thought begins to shine
through the morning dew with the intensity
of a dying star.The purple haze of the dark
chill invades my soul further with every
bone chilling breath.The thundering darkness
raging above instills fear nowhere but
within itself.A glimpse back through time
only reveals a lost soul.Yet time has no
meaning here, so what am I searching for?
My mind begins to scream in silence.


David Russell Grote

thanks