The Romeo site had always been a disappointment. From the small town that I hail from, all the handsome ones who treat the other men like shit and the average ones literally beg for the other, all this wasn't much. Especially I wanted a rare combination of Rugged looking guy with a soft tongue. It was huge step for me to share a picture, and with all the No pic no Reply (Apparently the Golden Rule), it was a tough task to be incognito. I was sure that I would be considered for my face, but the oddly shaped potato me wasn't a great choice for sex.
Out of this turmoil, in my unfortunate city, was one guy who spoke well. surprisingly not the soft type by looks. He made me feel secure. After texting for a week or so, I shared my picture. It did not matter much, as he apparently, had a boyfriend, who had also been a doctor. That guy, I met in my second meet, for a brief while, clearly was not a fan of this "Open relationship". Love is Blind though.
As for me, What was supposed to be "Just a date", turned out to be a bit more interesting. He was soft and loved my lips. I was happy that he was the first guy to touch me, The experience was pretty great, as the towering giant, could be one of the most understanding romantique who respected and adored me. There were times when I wished I had someone like him, but the thought of sharing my guy with others made me flinch. Being the Old fashioned guy I am, It was a deal breaker. I believed that one day, I would turn into someone whom, anyone would not be willing to share or let go. The day, still hasn't come.
Out of this turmoil, in my unfortunate city, was one guy who spoke well. surprisingly not the soft type by looks. He made me feel secure. After texting for a week or so, I shared my picture. It did not matter much, as he apparently, had a boyfriend, who had also been a doctor. That guy, I met in my second meet, for a brief while, clearly was not a fan of this "Open relationship". Love is Blind though.
As for me, What was supposed to be "Just a date", turned out to be a bit more interesting. He was soft and loved my lips. I was happy that he was the first guy to touch me, The experience was pretty great, as the towering giant, could be one of the most understanding romantique who respected and adored me. There were times when I wished I had someone like him, but the thought of sharing my guy with others made me flinch. Being the Old fashioned guy I am, It was a deal breaker. I believed that one day, I would turn into someone whom, anyone would not be willing to share or let go. The day, still hasn't come.
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