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Al Parker would occasionally do this in his videos, I think.

And Just Like That… Shocker: Sex and the City Revival to End With Season 3 at HBO Max
TVLINE.COM And Just Like That... the Sex and the City revival is coming to an end. There will be no Season 4 for the...  

And Just Like That… Shocker: Sex and the City Revival to End With Season 3 at HBO Max
TVLINE.COM And Just Like That... the Sex and the City revival is coming to an end. There will be no Season 4 for the...  

I'm assuming he hadn't seen your ass.

Being a wanton slut doesn't hurt, either.

Yes, but as you have mentioned REPEATEDLY, you had an ass that would have intimidated Greek sculptors who would've feared not being able to capture its perfection. (or so you've intimated)

Clorox Bleachman's mother in law was Samantha Steven's mother in law and also the older sister of Chico's Man.
Clorox and her husband of 25 years lived next door to Judy Garland and Sid Luft.  (Liza wasn't there.)  Lorna Luft said in her autobiography that Clorox had been a major source of stability and support (as well as hot meals) for her and her brother when they couldn't get that at home.
By the way, Clorox - like Bea Arthur - did not like Betty White. Both women thought the super sweet image that Betty cultivated was totally phony.
Also btw... 
One day in college I was walking with a friend and she came up in the conversation and when I said her name, my friend said you mean Clorox bleachman?
Apparently, she had heard Clorox say on a talk show that people were always screwing up her name and Clorox Bleachman was one example that she gave, and that was the last time I ever called her Cloris.

The FDNY battled a ferocious four alarm firethat ripped through seven one-story commercial buildings on Dry Harbor Road in Middle Villagejust after 10:45 p.m. on Monday night.
The fire, which is believed to have started at 64-76 Dry Harbor Road, sent six firefighters to a local hospital with minor injuries.
64-76 is the corner store; 64-62 is the 7th in the strip, so the dessert shop was probably burnt out and the Filipino restaurant was probably spared but damaged.  There's actually a pizzeria between the restaurant and the dessert shop.
 

I wish I could say that for myself!  The last few days have been interesting to say the least. 

Were you asking for advice or our opinion? I do not think so.
Thank you for this personal and beautifully written vignette. I love how you generously share your fear, your hesitation, your infatuation. Some here may think that you were a loser in this situation. Who knows? I praise your courage to show yourself far away from the confident and self assuring player some here portray to be. 

I recall from reading that most humans can recall every negative experience that they have had but cannot recall the last pleasant experience.  After reading that I realized that I'm pretty much like that.

He needs to get 70Lbs more to play Santos!

Ex-Rep. George Santos begins 87-month prison sentence
WWW.LONGISLANDPRESS.COM Ex-Rep. George Santos, a Republican who was convicted of identity theft and wire fraud, reported to prison...  

Ex-Rep. George Santos begins 87-month prison sentence
WWW.LONGISLANDPRESS.COM Ex-Rep. George Santos, a Republican who was convicted of identity theft and wire fraud, reported to prison...  

As he is an Academy Award winning actor, it seems George Santos could be played by............George Santos.  Paying this con man money to reproduce his ashamedly dishonest life is a travesty.  HBO should be ashamed as well.  Of course, I will be watching only to be able to make cogent disparaging remarks.  

Too bad Shelley Winters is no longer with us. She could do a swell job. 

Tony Hale may be a bit too old for the role but I'm sure he would be hilarious 

I want Pat androgynous from SNL to play him!

Sadly, I don't think even my five-star ass would have worked to woo that one. Pity..he was so amazingly sexy.
I had (have) an unfortunate taste for straight boys. Took a while to figure out that liberal amounts of tequila, and weed blurs the line between straight and mostly-straight. 😉

I'm assuming he hadn't seen your ass.

Look man, some of us have brains that are wired to continually replay every embarrassing moment, and if you don't have such a brain you just can't understand the psychological headwinds we face in personal interactions with people "out of our league."  People are not always gentle in their "No."

I still live in the house I was born in back in the early 60s. The neighborhood has gone through its series of changes over the past seven decades, but a few things remained the same...until this week. 
At the top of my street (which runs off a main street, though not too busy) sits a gas station which opened up in the 1950s, just when my neighborhood was being built up. It started out as an Esso Station, then changed to Exxon (in the 70s), then Texaco, then a 'no name' brand. Most of the houses surrounding it were built around the same time, and the building boom ended around the early 1970s, as there were no more empty lots to build on. I remember going to this gas station with my mom or dad as a toddler. It was owned by an Italian man who immigrated here in the 1920s when he was a baby, and he opened this station when he married. It has remained a 'full service station' ever since (never changed to self-serve) with a one-bay garage for very small mechanical work. 
Around 1975, when I was starting middle school, this guy had his son - a recent high school graduate - join him at the gas station. So I was around 11, and this guy had to be 18. I remember driving up in the passenger seat, and seeing this gorgous young man pump our gas, open the hood and change the oil, and then stretch across our windshield and wash the windows - usually with his 'uniform' unbuttoned and wide open. I still remember his wavy brown hair on his head, his mustache and light facial hair, and the light hair on his chest. I realized I was gay from the first day he waited on us. (And he was so friendly and polite to my parents). 
As I got older and learned to drive, I would always offer to fill up the tank each Saturday, knowing that 'Kenny' was working. So I'm in my late teens, he's in his 20s, and now fully matured into a man - complete with a full chest of hair and dazzling smile. In the hot summer months, he always wore his shirt opened or no shirt at all - showing off his beautiful sculpted chest / arms. I lost count on how many times I sprung a boner staring at him stretched across the windshield washing the glass bare-chested. I remember to fill the tank up then, it cost $15 and I would give him a $20 bill and tell him to 'keep the change' (my mom and dad told me it was nice to tip, but that was too much! I didn't care - it was my money from my part time job!). Kenny would always wink and smile, and say 'Thanks buddy ! See you next Saturday'. 
As we got older, Kenny aged like fine wine into his 30s, 40s, 50s - kept the handsome face, the hairy chest, the muscled body. (He looked very much like the Playgirl model Rock Pamplin in his 1970s spread.)  The only difference was his wavy brown hair had a sprinkle of gray in it (including his chest) which made him all the more sexier to me. He'd make light conversation, but I was always too lost in his looks to respond - worried about the boner in my pants. My tongue would hang out whenever he stretched across the windshield and showed off his chest and muscled arms.  (In the meantime, about 25 years ago,  his dad passed unexpectedly, leaving him the business. That's when I stopped tipping him, when he became an owner.) 
I still go on a regular basis to get gas from him, especially in the summer. Now in my early 60s, I somehow found the courage to engage in conversation with him if he's talkative. The other day he broke my heart - said he's putting the business up for sale, as he's pushing 70 and is tired of pumping gas in the frigid cold winters. He plans on moving to Florida to be closer to his 'family' ( a sister and his nephews) in November.  This is the first time in 50 years that Kenny actually killed my boner.  And I didn't realize this gorgeous hunk never married, and never had kids. For the first time, I wondered the other day if he was possibly gay ?  Damn! I could've offered more than a five dollar tip over the years ! 
So it's the end of an era in my neighborhood. I'm going to miss Kenny, his gorgeous smile, his beautiful body even at 70 (he could pass for early 50s). If I had enough guts, I'd ask him to shave some chest hair and put it in an envelope for me - to have as a keepsake. But I don't have the guts. 

Great to hear the story and certainly sorry to hear he's retiring to Florida.     You never know what possibilities may have been had.   On the other hand,  he gave you years of fantasy and appreciation.    Enjoy it for what it is.    Some men never get this kind of long term fantasy and you had it for decades.
I'd of course want to give him a going away present.

Being a wanton slut doesn't hurt, either.

Yes, but as you have mentioned REPEATEDLY, you had an ass that would have intimidated Greek sculptors who would've feared not being able to capture its perfection. (or so you've intimated)