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Date Posted: 17:31:19 05/31/10 Mon
Author: Max
Subject: Re: when good brains go bad
In reply to: darkling 's message, "when good brains go bad" on 16:34:20 05/31/10 Mon

The best advice I can give you is to relax... laugh a lot with whomever you meet and let them be who they are. It is the biggest turn on to be with someone who is alive and up and will let you be yourself.

I remember my friends laughing at me because I always went for the plain girls. I had no trouble attracting the beauties, but I found them boring. Many had almost no personality and were afraid to mess their hair up. The plain ones were a riot to be with and knew how to laugh and be silly. They never cared how they "looked" to others and were relatively understanding and accepting of whatever minor flaws I had. They listened deeply and they spoke deeper.

In university, there was a red head chickee named Nicki whom I was very good friend with. In the morning, her hair was a fright and she wore purple polka-dot shirts with candy stripe leggings under her orange mini-skirt. Or flannel shirts with ragged jeans with jack-boots. She was no honey-dripper, but this girl's personality and mannerisms really turned my crank. She was one of the most understanding, empathetic and fun-loving girls I have ever met. A great artist too, but modest of her talent. I later learned she was also a private pilot who soloed at 16, yet she never told me about it until much later. She liked me and I knew it; she even brought her mother and her cat Keegan to school to meet me. But, I was seeing someone else at the time and wasnft one to cheat around iI am the monogamous type). Still, she put a lump in my Levis. I would be a liar to say I wasnft tempted to try my hand at her seduction.

Perhaps, I should have snagged that one, but me being me at the time, I let her slip from sight after graduation and never heard or saw her again. Such is life.

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