You Lie You Cheat

Icautiously Logged On The Next Day Waited Looked Around The ‘Carousel’; Found Nothing I Liked. Well Maybe There Were A Couple Of Possible Candidates. Mostly They Were Old Bold Limited Education Short And Ugly. The Leftovers Are All In Here I Thought. I Suppose I Am Too Old Now To Have Anything But Leftovers. Even At 57 Years Of Age I Considered Myself Pretty Much Of A Catch Attractive Still Very Sexually Active Full Of Life Fairly Young Looking I Dress In A Young Style Have My Own Home I Don’T Smell Of Mould Quite Yet And I Looked At The Men My Age Who Could Have All Been My Grandfathers. How Many Of Them Lie About Their Age I Wonder? Surely They Don’T Age That Quickly? . I Said ‘Hello’ To Three Of Them And Crossed My Fingers. Every Day Seemed Like Employment Rather Than Enjoyment; I Would Spend Most Of My Time Deleting The Ones I Didn’T Like And The More Time I Spent On-Line The More Monsters I Received Winks From. As One Was Deleted Two Who Saw That My Profile Was Active Would Pop Up With Cheesy Chat Up Lines. “What’S A Beautiful Woman Like You Doing On A Site Like This?” They Would Ask. The Same As You You Plonker Looking For A Mate Not A Player Thanks - Or A Fat Bold Short Unwanted Reject Like You. I Can Understand Why Some Mothers Agree To Abortion… Ouch! . And On To The Next…………………………………………….