Canofworms2011 in Olive Branch, Mississippi

is a Woman interested in a Man for: Fetish, Online flirting, Other, Meet in person

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ABOUT ME

I have been married for several years to a great guy I met through personals and although we are still the best of friends, we didn't work out. I am not interested in: sexting (unless you seriously look like Matthew McConaughey) (ok, ok, unless you ARE Matthew McConaughey), one night stands (see above conditions), mind games (like when you knocked up that Spanish skank, Matthew. Murdered our love), kid haters, puppy kickers, cardboard cutouts (and if you don't think that's kind of funny, you are one, probably. And there's someone for everyone, cardboard person! Just not me), mid-life crisisers (i.e. you wear open throated shirts to show your chest hair, you drive a red convertible, wear too much jewelry and cruise the high schools for your next prospective date), control freaks, anyone who mentions a butt plug on a first date (true story) or if you've ever been even mildly homicidal. What I am looking for is honesty, humor, friendship. In a relatively handsome package. EDIT: if you are married, please don't contact me. I'm not interested. Call me old fashioned but I don't cross that line. EDIT 2; Yes, it's me in the picture. Yes, it's recent. About 2 months old. EDIT 3: No, I don't want to dress up like a biker chick and spank you. I at least have to date you for a month or more before we get to that. EDIT 4: Yes, I have tried to verify my photo and I guess my profile is too new. I keep getting the message that I have no photos uploaded. EDIT 5: I'm kind of skeeved out by having to choose a "play level" but there wasn't an option for, "I'm not a skank. Play with that." EDIT 5: I just wanted to see if you read all the way down here. If you have, put the word falcon somewhere in your message. I can't tell you how many people contact me based on a picture and nothing else.

ABOUT MY FLING

You actually look like the picture you send. You don't spend twenty minutes rooting around in your nose in public (another true story), aren't blindingly drunk within the first five minutes and/or cracked out of your mind. Other than that, I'm pretty easy going.