Sorry she’s pledged to me. I’m 49 for another month, very good looking, and have produced very attractive and big sons.
For genetic reasons she needs an Aryan semi-god. I am on hormone therapy, (testosterone and others haha) and take a great Nitric Oxide stack which puffs the muscles and keeps my big fellow humming. It’s like I’m 18 again in the BR except I don’t have to think about baseball anymore in the height of the moment. I mean I am a catch.
Too bad if I saw her in a bar I’d think “damn that goddess doesn’t want an old bastard like me” — even as I flex the guns.
Having a mix of extreme confidence in some situations and no confidence other times sucks, haha. Alright you get her back I’ve talked myself right out of that.
You started out so well then segued into your own worst enemy...
Which ones? Those are great!!" PM me if you can