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 These men.

There is a freedom i've never experienced in talking to men and not caring if they like me or not.  That is not to say i'm rude, just painfully honest.  And they get butthurt.

I'm not taking any kind of sexy talk period.  Keep it.  I'm not entertainment.  I'm a living breathing woman with feelings and standards.  These guys must hate their mothers.  

You simply don't talk that way to a woman you have any respect for.  You don't even try it if you have any self respect.

Was talking to a 63 year old man.  We have friends in common (which i'm starting to realize means nothing) and he is a great conversationalist.  BUT he keeps trying to push the envelope on his flirtation.  He wanted to take me out, but i'm honestly too busy getting ready for vacation and i said i would love to meet him when i return.

If he's still available.

No expectations.

Today, he sends me a few nice texts and then wants it to get spicy.  I told him i didn't know him and i wasn't nterested in hearing it.  He got bent.

They show themselves quicker if you call them on behavior you aren't comfortable with.  I wish i had started this much sooner.  

Saves me time.

They can't all be bad.  

Someone will click with me and actually be patient.  Or not.

Disapointing because he's another one that is semi retired, has the same values (supposedly) and is a professional at his job.....just a horny dirtbag.

Women shouldn't "have" to put up with this shit.


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