Good god.
Sheesh, what a thing to be known for... *laugh*

Well, aside from the story of how I met my friend...

I tend to go for older women as a rule anyway, and always have. No idea why. So I suppose it shouldn't be a surprise that I ended up with Rabbit.

(That's a nickname that she was given many years before I met her, by the way- she loves bunnies, and as a child instead of seeing a face in the moon she saw the profile of a rabbit. Go take a look at the next full moon, and you'll see it too.)

She's a sweet lady, eleven years older than I am, and I met her through a class I was taking. I had been separated for a year or so at that point, but not divorced.

We certainly had a good time together, and were compatible in most things, and excelled in others. She's a wonderful cook and taught me quite a few things about food, very creative and talented, and an excellent lover.

Only thing is, her daughter is less than ten years younger than I am.

Now, really, that's not a problem for me, and wasn't a problem for her per se- except for the fact that I wasn't yet divorced, Nurse Ratched was constantly calling me, and the kids were pretty demanding. Ultimately she couldn't handle the chaos that was my life, so we split up.

I haven't seen her in at least a year now, but at least we're still on good terms with one another...
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 4 Dec 2008, 14:13, 2 replies)

Japanese people
see a rabbit in the moon, too. I think it's a much nicer picture than the 'man in the moon' :)
(Ovaltina, Fri 5 Dec 2008, 2:15, closed)

Sportsman's double, eh?

( flake has nothing against your right leg, Sat 6 Dec 2008, 9:32, closed)