I just finished a date with such a handsome man. He is tall, with red hair and a few distinguished streaks of white. His eyes are deep brown and he is firm with muscle. He is retired now, but still looks so young. He walks with his head high, and purpose in his stride. I brought him fruit and sweets, the type that my British grandfather assured me would be loved by a man of his type... my grandfather was right. He lavished me with kisses. We walked and talked, but then he was hungry so we stopped for a bite to eat. I wasnt hungry, but I had a drink and we talked while he devoured his favorite salad. He saw some friends, we said hello. But by now the evening was nearing, so I walked him back to the stable, put him in his stall, offered a few last treats, and said good night, It was a lovely afternoon sitting with Freckles as he grazed.
Posted on: Sun, 17 Aug 2014 23:32:00 +0000
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