Category: sex

  • Another Conversation

    I just had another hour conversation with her.

    She agreed or accepted that she’s asexual. She just doesn’t need sex. I said I understand and accept her. I have to figure out how to live with it.

    I don’t know what this means. I expect less sex now. I said it’d be fine to get some make out time and then no sex later. She said that’s helpful. Maybe we figure out other non-penetrative sex options.

    It’s not the life I expected, but the life I have.

    Short update, but I didn’t want to batch it up for a month again.

  • Therapy – It Does A Body Good

    I had my first virtual therapy session on January 9th. He was great, asked a lot of questions that many of you have asked me, but then gave me advice on things to do and to work on with my spouse. He was accepting about my sexuality and being on Chaturbate (but he didn’t know what it is!?).

    First, he commented that her libido isn’t normal. Having a low libido for six months or a year is fine, but not years. It doesn’t have to be expressed sexually either. One can be affectionate and have their libido fulfilled. So her absence of anything was concerning to him. He said I should ask her to go to a doctor to get checked out. That I’m concerned about her health and want her to be happy. If she physically checks out fine, then maybe is depression or something else. But to start the process and try to get better. In addition, I really just need affection. I want to make love, not have sex, and “forcing” her into it doesn’t make me feel good.

    Secondly, he said I should get PReP and Doxy Pep to be prepared. I’m already taking risks being online and starting to meet guys, even though platonic, but it’s a small leap to where I wish I had the medicine.

    In all, I think it was a valuable hour, and hopefully established the relationship. We had to end early because the hour was up, but we were continuously conversing which is a wildly radical difference from my previous experience. I’m probably much more different and more comfortable talking about my life because of my experience talking to everyone on CB about it, but regardless, it helped more and made the time valuable.

    It’s not typical therapy where I go once a week, or some set schedule. It’s virtual and on-demand though my work where I get 6 free sessions. So I plan to spread them out a little bit and in the meanwhile, work on the things he suggested.

    Except I’ve doubled down on my commitment to not meet any guys sexually. So I’ll skip the medicine for now since it does have a shelf life, and the hassle isn’t worth it.

    I’m committing to work on our marriage and improve it and then come out to her when I feel we’re in a good place and that coming out would likely have the best chance to succeed.

    Some great questions he asked:

    • If you had an open marriage, would you seek to be with women as well?
      • I said I just want her. I wouldn’t seek any other women exclusively. I’d be involved with a couple or threesome that involved a woman, but otherwise wouldn’t seek a relationship with just a woman.
    • If you come out and she says no to an open marriage, what will you do?
      • I don’t know. I’m going to punt on this and worry about it if it happens.

    So I waited to try and schedule time to talk to her. It was difficult to arrange this for 2 weeks. In the meanwhile, on Saturday, January 20th, I had a tense conversation with my spouse. Earlier that day she says I was grumpy and “told her” to make a grocery list “I need you to make a grocery list, please”. I don’t remember it that way, I think I said “Would you make a grocery list, please”? Regardless, she says she was pissed. But she never does anything about it. Just lets it bottle up inside her. I then went to my older son and ended up in a fight over him going to the grocery store with me. He has a school assignment to make some food. I think he should be the one to go to the store and shop for them since it’s his work. It’s also a way to get him off the computer, for which my spouse complains they spend too much time on. My son escalated to my spouse. I came and tried to “warn” her that he was coming down and the situation. She thinks I was dragging her into it, but it was him going to approach her regardless. He eventually says “fine, but I won’t go with dad.” She says okay and goes. I’ve done the grocery shopping 99% of the time for the last 3 years because it gets me out of the house (I WFH so I don’t leave much). Not that I have to do so, but I feel like she invalidated me by placating him.

    A bunch of other old things were brought up and she stepped away to cool off. Fine, smart move really. I approached her about 10 minutes later and we started chatting again and I was trying to focus on how do we solve the problems? When she thinks I’m grumpy, call me out on it then, and let’s deal with it then (if we can). I asked if she thought we could get back to where we were when we got married — I thought we were great. She says she regrets not speaking up then about things. This makes me feel like I don’t know who I married. That she just put up an illusion for me, for whatever reason. I can’t see a possible reason this would be beneficial.

    Regardless, we chatted a few more minutes and then she said she wanted to go watch TV with our younger son because she values that. I called her out that choosing TV over talking about us and trying to resolve our problems — what message does that send? After a minute more of discussing this, we kept talking, so to her credit, she didn’t choose it. Finally, I asked her if she wanted to keep trying to rebuild our relationship? She says it feels like “1 step forward, 2 steps backwards.” I feel the same. For all the progress we made, it feels like we aren’t getting anywhere. She said it was all she could handle for tonight so we went our separate ways.

    Later, we chatted briefly a bit more. She asked about something I did that night if that would be subverting. I said no and explained why. She asked why I don’t intervene when she’s fighting with the boys. I said because I thought she’d yell at me. (I’ve also thought that she doesn’t need me and I don’t want to give the impression she does or gang up against the kids, but I didn’t think of that until later.) She then said we should book a time to chat. So I pitched mid-day Monday. Baby steps. But then we didn’t kiss goodnight. Kinda expected that, but still makes it feel real. It really hit me.

    Sunday I felt it was all over. We were going to get a divorce. I started looking at things and thinking “Do I want that? Is that ‘mine’?” I tried to think about where to live. None of these thoughts were fun. I did have a sense of relief in that now I knew how it was all going to end. I could start to see my future instead of being in a state of quagmire.

    Monday we finally had a good talk. We hashed a lot out, came to some agreements, are going to keep trying, and give a little more effort and basically try harder. I brought up the libido issues my therapist pointed out and she said she has been ignoring the doctor but will go get checked out. We had a make out session on the couch later that night (I licked a boob for about 5 minutes). While it was sexual, it was not sex, so it’s the affection and desire I need more of. I still had to initiate, but you can’t change everything in one day so I’ll take the progress and enjoy what I got. We ended up have good sex that night. Talking lots during it and there wasn’t “a clock” to try and hurry up. She even orgasmed. I always want her to, but she doesn’t care if she does or not. I asked afterwards why she said yes to sex on a Monday?! She said she was trying to be more flexible. I’ll take it.

    So things were generally better and trying to be more communicative and not assume anything about the other person for a week. Then came my work trip. Then when I got home, she and our younger son were sick, and now I’m sick. But it feels like we’ve fallen back to our old habits of less communication. Maybe it’s just sick and work travel stress, so I’m willing to give it a pass. Also, skipping a testosterone injection causing my testosterone levels to drop combined with poor sleep due to travel made me tired again, and feel like a zombie.

    But this past weekend she did say “I feel like I’m the only one that finds broken things around here.” That hurts. I’ll concede she finds more, but not all. That invalidates the things I do. And I do want to fix things that maybe aren’t broken, but need fixing. The wood floors need to be redone. We need new carpet. I got 3 quotes to redo the wood floor a year ago. It ended waiting for her to decide which she wanted to use as I didn’t have a preference. I’m still waiting.

    So I don’t have anything major to conclude with. I’ve been on an emotional roller coaster going from it’s all over to good sex to better to back to old habits. But at least we tried for a short bit, and perhaps after the illness passes from the family, some better sleep and testosterone levels back up, it’ll go back to getting better. During the week after our big chat, I thought we were on the right track again and could see that I could conceivably come out to her in six month or so. Now, I’m not so sure again.

    So this is the big update I’ve been needing to publish. I should do more frequent postings so it’s not as big a post with major changes and issues.

  • Temptation

    And A Brief Recent History of My Marriage

    It’s been a rough last 3 weeks.

    Last summer, my wife and I came to an agreement of sex once a week on average; most probably Friday or Saturday, but nothing is guaranteed. I can ask anytime, but weeknights are probably a no, but there’s always a chance — though in reality, it’s never happened since our agreement. During her period, it’s time off and doesn’t count.

    Regardless, three weeks ago she gave a no on Friday and Saturday. I asked for a “rain check,” which she granted, but I’ve yet to try and cash in. Skipping one week isn’t the end of things. Her typical reason is “She’s tired” (more on this later). The next weekend turned out to be her period. I’m usually aware of signs when it’s starting, but it was literally just starting. I asked Friday, and got that no response. Fair enough. Then this past weekend, I got a no again, both nights with the same “too tired.” I’m not sure what good a rain check is if the foundation isn’t there.

    Sure, people have phases they get tired. Maybe they sleep less, stay up later, random events, or otherwise (un?)explainable reasons. My complaint is she doesn’t do anything to try and solve her tiredness. She doesn’t sleep in but maybe an hour on weekends, but that’s mitigated by staying up a little later usually the night before. She doesn’t take naps. She doesn’t try and go to bed earlier. Worse yet, she occasionally will stay up late with a kid or watching some shows. She’ll also drink a few nights a week, not always drunk, but at least intoxicated. If you don’t know, alcohol affects your sleep. The best phase I’ve ever heard about alcohol is “You’re stealing happiness from the future.” In short, there’s no effort to prioritize me in her life. Getting 15 minutes less sleep for a better marriage isn’t valuable for her. More sleep at the time when other changes could be made to get that 15 minutes elsewhere. I feel unvalued in our marriage. Lower than sleep, shows, alcohol or basic efforts to try and make sleep improvements. I feel rejected, though that may be unfair because she might be asexual. So it’s not really a rejection of me as much as just anyone and everyone.

    It hurts.

    And without sex, I’ve become tempted to stray again. Which is really what this post is about. I’ve been on Sniffies and Grindr chatting with local guys. There’s lots to choose from. I haven’t met anyone, and I honestly am fearful to do so. Both for consequences to my marriage, but STD and STI and more. I’ve done my research. Getting MPox vaccinated seems important. Maybe getting PrEP.

    In a previous post, I said:

    So, chatting with guys online is my limit. I have to accept that limit and be fine with that, or something has to change. I can change my line, which feels wrong. I can come out, which feels disastrous. Or be stuck in limbo until I’m willing to accept divorce as a consequence.

    So here I am, tempted and starting to make connections. Technically I’m still at the line as all I’ve done it chat. But the implication of being on Sniffies or Grindr is to meet someone, eventually. Have I made the decision to do so? No. But it feels all be inevitable.

    I’ve told myself multiple times in the past 3 days “I’ve given up on our marriage.” I’m going through the motions to keep the peace. But there’s nothing there for me. What happens if she asks for sex? Do I turn it down? If I haven’t been with anyone else, maybe not? I’m not sure she will ask though. She hasn’t in forever. It would be a good experiment to see how long it will take her to ask. If I have been with someone else, just turn it down? What if she then asks about why I’m turning her down? “Too tired” would be a fun :burn: answer, but would a conversation be better? Those types of conversations are better had during daytime and not late night in bed.

    Some more comments and statistics about infidelity in marriage with a specific bisexual male take:

    Only 22% of women say that their husband cheating with a man would be acceptable to them, and 62% of women would rather their husband cheat on them with a woman than a guy.

    … women likely to stay with their male partner, who has sex with another man (only 26 percent of women would stay in relationship).

    During the ‘80s, and the Oprah-driven panic of the “down-low” phenomena, where straight-acting men were having often unprotected homosexual sex, and possibly exposing their unsuspecting wives and girlfriends to STD and HIV, there were compelling studies of the stigma of bisexuality. Researcher Greg Herek found that on a spectrum of trust and stigma, bisexuals rank below intravenous drug-users. In fact, lawyers are often regarded as more trustworthy than bisexuals (ouch).

    Male bisexuals are seen as more disturbed, untrustworthy and dangerous than are female bisexuals.

    https://www.psychologytoday.com/intl/blog/women-who-stray/201101/does-bisexual-infidelity-count
    https://hackspirit.com/infidelity-statistics/

    There’s no good option. I do have other options, but this feels like the only one with the strongest possibility of achieving success in all parts.

    In trying to rationalize and make it acceptable, I’ve thought of all kinds of things. I’ve mentioned my vows. Thinking back, we didn’t say “… forsaking all others …”, but that feels like a technicality. Maybe I’m remembering it wrong. Any and all such rationalizations don’t change reality.

    Somewhat unrelated: Combined with work going nuts and being exhausting (mentally), and I haven’t been sleeping well again, it’s been affecting me physically. I’ve stopped exercising (I am too tired — the irony!). I’ve sought medical help, and hopefully I find out soon a solution to my sleep problem, which maybe will help improve my mental state. I sometimes worry my mental state is giving an inaccurate picture of the state of my marriage.

    But none of this answers the real question. Nothing will but time.

  • I’m Bisexual: Coming Out

    I came out as bisexual to my spouse (wife) today.

    Me: “I’m bisexual.”
    Her: “I’m not surprised.”

    Her: “So you like both ways and I like neither.”
    Me: “I appreciate you’re able to have a sense of humor about it already.”

    She doesn’t seem concerned about anything. She’s had a wide sexual spectrum around her for her whole life. She’s had two high school friends transition genders (opposite ways, and they used to date). She said she wasn’t surprised because of the way I’ve looked at guys; that I probably didn’t notice I do that (I don’t). But she never thought to herself “He must be bisexual.”

    She didn’t ask any questions. I had answers to commonly asked questions prepared, so I went through those.

    • Why tell her?
      • She has a right to know who I am, as a spouse.
      • It’s been a burden on me.
      • She should know me and love me for who I am, not a character I present.
    • Why tell her now?
      • 1 year ago in another online community, a guy announced he had some out to his spouse (wife) as bisexual. I remember thinking at the time “Why the hell would you do that?” After Googling, I came up with the above answer.
      • I only accepted it to myself a few months after that.
      • Our conversation last week where she was comfortable with us and felt safe to be vulnerable and I felt close to her, allows me to now feel comfortable and safe to be vulnerable to her.
    • Gay transition?
      • Not me. Some people do that to try and soften the blow, but not me.
    • What changes?
      • For now, nothing.
      • We can decide what our marriage looks like going forward, but she now just has more information and we’re still the same.
    • Tell others (IRL)?
      • Nope. I think it’s none of their business. Some people might want to tell the world, but I don’t care to. Not kids, not parents.

    So, about 10 months of agony and torment are over, and it went well. A journey well spent.

  • Ethical Non-Monogamy (ENM)

    Today I asked my spouse if she had any suggestions on how I could live not having sex. She said no.

    So, I said when she agreed she was asexual, I Googled “how to live with an asexual spouse”. I was looking for a support group for partners of asexuals and information about how they live with them in their marriage or relationship. The site listed out five options:

    1. Celibacy
      • I don’t want this. I didn’t choose this life and I don’t like having it made for me.
    2. Divorce
      • I don’t want this. She doesn’t want this.
    3. Charity Sex
      • We’ve been doing this for the past year, without knowing it was called this.
      • We’ve had good sex 3 times in the past year, and the rest are “chores.”
      • It felt like “get it over with” and she barely participated.
      • I doubt she’s willing to put forth the effort or time to meet frequency or quality that would satisfy me. In general, I’ve been unhappy with sex for the past year, so choosing this to continue wouldn’t be satisfying.
    4. Wait and hope for her to change
      • Really this is #1 and unfair to expect her to change. Maybe she does, but she is who she is and I accept that.
    5. Ethical Non-Monogamy (ENM)
      • Also known as “open marriage” or “open relationship.”
      • TL;DR: She gives me permission to have sex with others. Being that she knows about it and has given me permission, it’s not cheating.

    She immediately talked about a complication that I don’t want to explain why, but she would need names, but she doesn’t want to know anything, so knowing names would be something.

    She said she didn’t want it ever in our house.

    She also said it would be the end of her and I having sex entirely. I asked if she changed and wanted to be with me again, if I stopped being with others and had multiple test for a year (for example), if she would consider being with me again? She said yes. So, it’s really she’s just worried about STIs, which makes sense. I said they have drugs the help reduce it now, but didn’t go into details. PReP is up to 99% effective in blocking HIV and Doxy PEP is between 50 and 90% effective in blocking STIs (different STIs have different effectiveness).

    But otherwise, she didn’t seem opposed. She wants time to think it through and look for other restrictions she may wish to add or information about it. The next time to discuss is in 2 weeks, but maybe sooner.

    So, all in all, I think it was a positive step and good discussion. Get to move a step closer to having good sex in my life again.

  • I Met A Guy

    I’ve been on Sniffies and Grindr chatting with guys. I left Sniffies open in a tab while working and a guy messaged me. We chatted a bit and kinda connected. We seemed to both be looking for the same things, the only problem was that he lives about an hour North of me. He drives down by my area “multiple times a week” so he said it wouldn’t be a problem. I figured it wouldn’t be a problem. We kept chatting.

    I came across another profile that said

    If your goal is to “chat” forever… move on. LET’S MEET UP. See if we vibe!

    It hit me: I can’t go on these sites without the intention to never meet people. It’s not fair to them. So I messaged the guy to meet up. I had a reason to leave the house mid-day and he said he could make it work. There was no expectation of sex.

    We met at a mall. Ironically, the same mall as my first experience. I had some shopping to do for my cover, so we did that. We then just sat in the food court area for a couple hours and chatted. It was a little weird having met someone. It was a little weird talking about sex and our lives in a public place with others around.

    After we chatted online a little more, I noticed he was getting slower to respond and the messages were getting shorter and I felt he just wasn’t engaged. But he claimed to be super busy with work. Sure. Then came the goodbye message. “The distance is just too much.” I actually asked if this was “the goodbye message” because I was shocked. But it was.

    I was crushed for a night. But I only spent a few weeks chatting and a risk in person. It’s not like we were really long term friends or anything. I still see the app we chatted on at the end and every time I scroll by it I get a twinge of pain. Another papercut.

    I started to feel like “Well, at least I’d finally met someone, in person.” But now I’m noticing the number of times I’m telling guys it’s difficult for me to get out of the house without suspicion. We have cameras on the house, so it’s documented when I leave and return. Not that my partner has ever asked, but nonetheless, having a cover story to ward off suspicion seems to be the smart move. I can’t just leave at 7pm for an hour and come back.

    I have opportunities to get out, but I can count that it would be about 55 times a year, when my schedule dictates it for a small window (1-3 hours) on certain days, at specified times. Who’s going to work around my schedule? I’m high maintenance. They can move on and find what they’re looking for with less trouble.

    And so I’m at the point that I can’t even try to cheat the way I want. I’m obliged to hookups and “right now” or randoms which are more dangerous. It’s not fair to be on the apps and not be able to meet.

    It’s depressing.

    I’m always honest, but to be honest, guys seem to stop chatting with me even without knowing this limitation. We chat, sometimes a good bit, and then it just ends. I dunno if I’m doing it wrong. Am I trying too hard? Not hard enough? Am I boring? Should I talk about sex more? Drive more of the conversation? Maybe I’ve overthinking it. Maybe It’s just not working out. Maybe they have better prospects. Maybe I don’t know what I’m doing. Maybe I had an inflated sense of “I’ll go on here and be fighting them off with a stick.” And I’m only fighting them off because I can’t meet. Maybe I’m subconsciously sabotaging the conversations. I’m sure on a few I’ve messed up. Sure. But it just seems like it’s not working well. Maybe.

    But does it matter? I can’t meet anyone anyways.

  • Ever been with a guy?

    Yes, once, 20 years ago or so. I met him on gay.com chat. I was really drunk. It’s so unlike me. He was about the same age. It was about 2am. He drove to a mall I could walk to and picked me up. We drove to a random business parking lot nearby. He blew me. He was really good; I had to stop him. I then blew him. I asked him to turn on the dome light so I could see. It was a good size, a little bigger than me, rock hard and had a little curve to it. I tried my best. Then I asked him if he had any condoms. He did, so he put one on me. He laid down in the back seat as best as he could. I fucked him for a little bit. The alcohol started to wear off, so I just kept pumping until I came in him. I then jerked him off quickly while still inside him. I had chickened out on getting fucked. He drove me back and that was it.

    I randomly met him in chat again and asked him how it went. He said I was okay at blowing. I needed practice. He was happy to let me practice on him. Unfortunately, I never met or heard from him again.

    It’s often been some jerkoff material, dreaming about being in that car again.

  • Does Your Wife Know?

    No and current plans are to keep it that way.

    I’m not sure how she will react, and my research gives a 16% chance of the marriage continuing past a few years, 66% likely to end within 1 year.

    Conservative estimates indicate that roughly two million lesbian, gay, bisexual, and transgender (LGBT) individuals in the United States have married someone of the opposite sex. When these partners come out of the closet, one-third of these relationships break up right away, a third stay together for a year and then separate, and another third commit to making it work–although three years later, only half of this last group of relationships are still intact.

    https://www.huffpost.com/entry/when-a-spouse-comes-out-o_b_830214

    67% of females would leave their partners if the latter would like to have an open relationship.

    https://comparecamp.com/open-marriage-statistics/

    The only reason I would come out would be to get permission to see guys. That seems to be a lower likelihood than marriage ending altogether, and more likely to cause divorce.

    So, chatting with guys online is my limit. I have to accept that limit and be fine with that, or something has to change. I can change my line, which feels wrong. I can come out, which feels disastrous. Or be stuck in limbo until I’m willing to accept divorce as a consequence.

    Keeping the appearance up for the sake of the kids seems what’s best for them. But is a loveless marriage a good example for them? Maybe, if we remain civil and can fake it enough to not have an impact.

    Fear. Confusion. Uncertainty. Worry. Anxiety.

    The worst feeling is being in limbo with no control over the resolution. I can’t solve the problem. There is no “just do this and you’ll have your answer.” So the mental grief has been building in the last few weeks. I’m okay most times, but there’s been a few nights that it’s overwhelming and I shut down.

  • What Are You Into (sexually)?

    Video categories I like to watch:

    • Gay/Bi:
      • Muscle
      • BJs
      • group
      • solo
      • outdoor
      • voyeur
      • exhibition
      • public
    • Straight/Bi:
      • c** on t***
      • BJs
      • group
      • pegging
      • swinger/swapping
      • MMFF
      • MMF
      • MFM
      • outdoor
      • voyeur
      • exhibition
      • wife share
      • public

    Things I’m not into:

    • S&M
    • FemDom
    • Pain
    • Humiliation
    • Piss/Other
    • Bondage
    • Master/Sub/Slave
    • being a cuck
  • When Did I Discover I Was Interested in Men? How did you come to CB?

    Looking back, it was always there from the beginning. I remember looking at the women in bras in the JC Penny’s catalog, and then guys in speedos. I experimented with anal play in my teen years. I had access to porn on BBSes (dial up modems era), so I discovered lots of things. I was mostly interested in women, perhaps to try and be normal, but I always came back around to look at guys too.

    But I never did anything about it, and my friends didn’t know anything and would have sworn I was as straight as they come.

    Life continued this way until that one drunken night. After that, this mostly resumed, though I started internet chat with guys. I’ve never met anyone else. This is my line I won’t cross for my vows. So, I look at porn, chat with guys, and, that’s it. That won’t change unless something else in my life changes.

    Though some good conversations with guys on CB, one of them said: “You either need to accept this limitation (line) and be okay with it, or change something.” I was okay with it for a long time. If my relationship with my wife heals and improves, perhaps I won’t be as tempted.

    Another conversation asked me: “If you had all the sex you wanted (with your wife), would that change your interest in men?” No. It’s who I am. But my vows are also who I am. I choose to put my vows, my wife, our relationship, our family, on a higher level than my sexual desire. Perhaps someday something will change, but there seems to be little point in doing anything now. Perhaps when the kids are grown. Perhaps something else will trigger divorce. Perhaps many other things; but for now, they aren’t changed, and this is the choice I make.

    On a Discord social group I’m in, months ago, another guy I kinda knew announced he had come out as bisexual to his wife. I was perplexed. Why would you do such a thing? I want to ask him so many questions, but I see no point in it. The internet is full of stories of being able to be free and no longer hide your true self. I don’t think that matters if your marriage and family is destroyed by it.

    This wore on me for months, and then I came to the acceptance that I’m bisexual. I’d always known, but just never cared to bother to declare. But, I just accepted it. It didn’t even feel like a momentous event. I don’t remember how long ago or the day it happened. All it triggered was a desire to reach out to men. To connect to other guys about sex. Not for in person, but again, just internet connections. I found several places, none really seemed to fit except BateWorld.com. I don’t remember how I found it, but it was in a tab in my browser on my phone. I met a guy there and we hit it off and talked a lot to each other over the next few weeks. Chaturbate came up in the conversation. His kind words and encouragement led me to join CB. I thought you had to do the ID verifications, so I did it. Oops. But now I can get tokens.

    I thought I’d join and maybe chat with a random guy once a day, and mostly be alone for months and probably get bored. The other guys are hotter and youngers and more tan and have bigger cocks. I never expected to hit almost 900 followers and meet dozens of great guys and get over $150 in tips in the first 2 weeks. It blow my mind. The kind words are still surreal to me. That people want to see parts of me is mind boggling. Only a few girls/women have ever wanted to. My wife hasn’t for a decade. And here are hundreds of people (men and women) asking and giving me tokens and compliments and basically drooling. Sure, many come in the room and leave right away. I’m not going to be everyone’s boat. I’m not trying to. I hope they find what they’re looking for. But that so many choose me, and spend hours a day chatting with me and fawning over my body, is difficult to unlearn 30 years of history of not so many wanting to see. It feels good to have my exercise work pay off and be appreciated. I crash dieted and lost 5 pounds already to try and look just a little bit better. Hopefully someday I can accept everyone’s kind words and truly believe it. But for now, I just say thank you (ty) and we move on.