There she is again. Ramona. Her name may be Jane for all I know, but from the first day I saw her applying her make-up with such precision, on the train no less, she became my Ramona.
She’s already aboard when the train reaches my station and already into her ritual, her base, or foundation...
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More and more older women are blooming into lesbians, according to a study cited on “The View” some days ago. In response to the queried, “Why?” one of the panelist’s theorized that men are leaving older women to cruise younger women, thereby leaving older women no choice but to turn gay.
The lesbian in me...
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My dating roster is sparsely populated. Over the 30 plus years since my 16th, i.e. dating eligible, birthday there have been few dates with precious few people. Granted, I was in two committed relationships over a good clip of that time. But, I was single and relatively eligible to date more than my history...
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Throughout my childhood our household had dogs as pets, with the exception of the occasional turtle and odd frog. All the formerly stray dogs were introduced to the household by my dad and then later, by my younger brother, very much to my mother’s chagrin. Mom, not an animal lover by any measure, learned...
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Fifty, I’m fifty years old. Not officially, yet. One day prior to the last day of July I will arrive at that momentous mile marker. Fifty years of living a life, logging those miles can take a toll on a body and mind. Knees and muscles scream for the benefits of a decent rub....
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So, what’s with the hair?
The simple query posed with a bit of a smirk from a former co-worker who knew me way back when, whom I haven’t seen in several years, called for a simple response. But this is hair and hair is not simple. Hair is a pile of kinky twists steeped in...
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