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146. The Toolman rises from the dead

So I saw this profile on Tinder.  The name was right, the age was a couple of years younger than the truth and there were no face pictures, just a picture of a guy in a panda suit.  It was not the kind of profile I would ever match with, but the bio sure sounded familiar:…Read more 146. The Toolman rises from the dead

142. The Captain returns…continued

I expected to hear from The Captain all day on Monday, and my girlfriends checked in all day long to find out if he had called. He did not. On Tuesday I had enough waiting and took control, sending him a message. “Hi there.  Do you have some time to chat today?" “Sorry busy atm…I’ll…Read more 142. The Captain returns…continued

141. The Fisherman – part 2

After I finished writing the last blog post, I went to a daytime party/bbq where I socialised like a proper sparkly butterfly, smiling to myself thinking about The Captain and what might be. I left at about five o’clock and when I got home, sent The Captain a text asking how his day had been.  An…Read more 141. The Fisherman – part 2

139. The Fisherman (52)

After our brunch date, The Fisherman kept in regular contact, telling me he "just had to kiss me again". I was less excited but keen to see if he lived up to his reviews. Two nights later he arrived as scheduled on my doorstep with a bottle of good red wine in his hand, and gave…Read more 139. The Fisherman (52)

138. Conversations with chuckleheads

So here we go again.  I decided to sign up to the swingers site I had used to meet The Captain, and after a thorough and fruitless search for both him and The Toolman, I created my profile. I have a suspicion that The Captain already had someone else lined up when we split, or…Read more 138. Conversations with chuckleheads

126. The NoShow (35) and The Mauritian (38)

I matched on a dating app with a 35 year old guy who was a chef on oil rigs.  He told me he worked three weeks on the rig, then flew home for a three week break, during which time he helped out a friend who owned a restaurant. He was strange on our chats, but…Read more 126. The NoShow (35) and The Mauritian (38)

125. The Gentleman – part 2

I knew it wasn’t right.  And I knew this was going to hurt him.  And it made me feel like shit. The Gentleman had sent me a couple of texts, hoping I’d enjoyed the day after our night together, wishing me sweet dreams and telling me how much fun the night had been. It had…Read more 125. The Gentleman – part 2

124. The Gentleman (41)

We chatted constantly in the two days before our dinner date.  The Gentleman discussed the FLR paradigm at length, discussing various aspects and checking in with me about how I felt about it. I didn’t know how I felt about it.  I liked the idea of his assured fidelity and my freedom to have other…Read more 124. The Gentleman (41)

123. The Swinger’s Site

The morning after The Mystery Man, I sat and wrote my blog about it. I have been thinking that the casual sex with 30 year olds is probably not the path I want to take again. I want the passion and excitement of The Toolman with somebody who loves me. But I need a man…Read more 123. The Swinger’s Site