Something happened via email yesterday morning that made me sort of snap! Total unconditional love and everyone should be loved as well as I have been loved. Could we maybe meet first before you start telling me all about your junk. How about we shake hands once or twice before we start talking about “bumping uglies.” I could go on and on. But, like I said, 95% of my experiences have been great. This was after a very rude string of back and forth emails with someone very hate filled that I turned down for a date.
“In fact, a large, zaftig, voluptuous, full-figured, big-boned, massive-assive honey, that is what gets me going.
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) I almost wrote it all and sent it out last night, but I decided I need to cool off first.
Truly amazing men who were great friends, fantastic supporters of mine and some of my best cheerleaders for all of my crazy business ideas. It seems that most mature men don’t seem to even care about my body type. Maybe because I am so straight forward on my ads so then only men who are feeling me, reply?