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Too skinny

My mother-in-law loved Boston Bulls - when one died, she immediately got another - she even gave each one the same name.

And yet it bothers you that people are more interested in his dog rather then yours. Hmmmm.

I see storm clouds on the horizon. I hope the young man is adept at reading tea leaves.

A friend of mine was a big enthusiast for English bull dogs and he told me how complicated it is having puppies. They are bred specifically for broad shoulders and narrow hips. The hips are so narrow that puppies can't fit through the mother's birth canal - the puppies have to be delivered by c-section. Also, the maternal instinct is pretty weak, so the puppies have to be separated from the mother at birth - she might ignore them and let them die, or worse yet, accidentally smother them by laying on them. It made me so sad to think that these poor dogs can't survive without human care and that they'd been deliberately made that way.

Sort of. He's looking a little buff - like he's been lifting to look more commanding on screen.

I got treatment without a test.

When I contact a provider, my mind is made up and I know what I want. We book an appointment usually in 2 rounds. They always show and I always show. I don't know why people complicate it. One time I cancelled on short notice and I sent him the entire fee on VENMO.

Yes. I didn't have an active infection, but he texted me and told me he had just had a PCR that showed gonorrhea signal. The next day I went straight to the doc and got treatment. The whole thing was distasteful, but it was nobody's fault and I appreciated him notifying me as soon as he found out.

Fuck yes!! Millions of men can't be wrong.

Im exactly that guy Kevin referred to. Overnights are not for me. I like other people in small doses, I like daytime sex, and I like to sleep alone. For me, the perfect encounter is 2-3 hours in the afternoon. I don't think I would ever do an overnight.

May be PT-141

I have just stopped worrying about it. I can cum in no time when I'm beating off, but it takes me forever with a partner - even with my husband. I still have a great time with guys, but I just don't orgasm or cum that much. I don't expect providers to come either - so I'm easy to satisfy.

That's ballsy - discarding your identity like that. I'm inspired.

I told him, he wasn't hurt that I had done it, but he was hurt that I hadn't told him at the time. We have very few secrets from each other. This made it one less. Now, when I'm thinking about sex outside our relationship, I show him the guy's picture and say, "I like this guy - Im thinking about playing around with him." And if I actually make a date, I tell him. I also keep these occasions few and far between.

He's wonderful. I'm mot wild about nose rings, but I wouldn't let is stop me from hiring him. In some photos, it looks like he's had his eyebrows shaped, which I always find unflattering. Still would hire him though.

When I was in grade school, the day started pretty late in the morning - certainly no earlier than 9A. The day ended later too - 3:30.

It's odd. Compulsive know-it-all, I guess.

Law enforcement and the health professions have a very broad definition of "drug problem." ANY use of illicit drugs is a"drug problem" and ANY unsupervised use of a prescription drug is a "drug problem."

Even though I haven't seen it, someone that I know and trust did see it. That's good enough for me, especially because I know what San Francisco was like at the time in question.

Pre-AIDS San Francisco was a very special time and place. To paraphrase @pubic_assistance, I experienced things there that "others only dream about," except that it was commonplace, then and there. That level of abandon very well could have included people openly doing lines of coke in public.

Other people see things differently, but I believe that, for most people, there is a limited number of people on the planet with whom they could fall in love and live happily thereafter. When you find one, you cherish them. I found one.

I remember the permanent DST during the energy crisis of the 70s. I had to be to work at 7:30AM. In the winter, the sun was only starting to come up at 7:30. I personally didn't like going to work in the dark - and I don't know whether it had the desired effect of saving energy or not. I was glad when we returned to the regimen I had always known - DST in the warm months and ST in the cool months.

And when was this? I have lived in San Francisco for over 30 years and never once saw anyone doing lines at a Castro restaurant. It doesn't mean that it never happened. I could definitely believe it happened pre-AIDS.

According to my husband, it was common for people to be doing lines at their tables in restaurants in the Castro. Since it was that commonplace, it certainly wasn't elite But in the minds of those people doing lines at their dinner tables, I imagine it was.