Damn! Sometimes you get it totally wrong.
Utterly convinced that this time it'll be pretty boys, or horse-faced girls. Younger, older, thinner, stronger.
And (of course) she (or he) will share your favorite kinks, and no doubt even teach you new ones.
You already know what sets your juices flowing. How not? You've navigated these shoals for years. Jaded, you accept an offer, already rehearsing how you'll end the evening politely and alone.
His brains, gentleness, and clear perception of your inanity snuck up on you.
Finally confronted by someone you adore, none of what you checked off oh-so-diligently matters.
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