While not being particularly interested in all-things-dating lately, I felt maybe the feelings and desires of the male anatomy just left me.
Then I went for an hour bike ride in the Rocky River Metroparks last night. I was reminded of the appeal of those strong pieces of man meat with every passing 30-something hottie with a dog, sweaty runner with no shirt and pro-biker with shorts tight enough to see his junk.
Ah yes, I’m ready to date again.
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