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The existence of andropause is recognised by some of the
best researchers in medical science, including the international
medical community.

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Today as I finished up work I sloshed (it was raining hard)
my way to the locker room to shower and change. Being a blue
collar worker in an industrial plant can get very dirty,
so in my opinion cleaning up after work is a must. Plus I have
the place all to myself because I am the only guy that works
a standard 8 hour day, so I tend to take it slow and easy to
unwind a bit. So as I was showering I started to think let
my mind wonder, and question came upon me while I was shaving.
A question for the ages that ranks up with “is there
life on other planets”.

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I have always found it amazing how one thing can effect another.
In the process of analyzing one thing we often find the truths
behind something totally different then what we were looking
for. Sometimes we think to much, other times we think, and
normally we just don’t stop and think enough.

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I want to know what my girlfriend wants. We have been together
for almost two years and everything was going good. This
summer she told me she just wanted time, she wanted to be
able to go out with friends and hangout. A month later she
said she wanted to break up but continue to go do things as
friends. She said she still wanted to be together but also
wanted to be able to hang out with friends. I had always told
her that it would be fine but from her past relationships
she was afraid because they would not let her. She still
tells me she loves me and wants to be with me, but she will
not really tell me anything about us or how she really feels.
I have felt for several months like she is the one I am supposed
to marry and still do. She has even said she feels the same
way, but she doesnt really show the affection that she
used to all the time, occasionally it seems as if all were
back to normal, and she will look at me like she used too but
still doesnt want to go back to the way we are yet. If there
is anyone who could give me some advice I would like it.

I met the woman of my dreams almost 4 months ago. She is everything
that I could ever hope for in a mate.
Our relationship started out wonderfully, and quickly
became serious. We talked about marriage and children,
things we wanted to do, places we wanted to go together.
Everything.
THEN ……
one Sunday afternoon, her ex starts to call. Not just one
call, but contantly. Every 5 minutes for 6 straight hours.
At one point he even should up and was knocking on her door.
She told me about how that relationship ended, and why it
ended. And things slowly got back to normal for us.
But I found out that there isn’t a day that goes by that
he is bothering her.
As a result of all of this, she has basically stop our relationship
in it’s tracks. One day it was the two of us talking about
our future, and making plans. The next day it was “
Please don’t come see me so much anymore. “
She did explain why, and I agree with her reasons. I don’t
like them, but I can see why. I have talked with some of her
friends, and they said she was afraid of how strong her feelings
were for me after what her ex has been putting her through.
I am at a loss as to what I can do, if anything, to help her work
through this. I have offered a shoulder to cry on, I have
offer to be a punching back. But telling her that I want to
be there for her just seems to push her further away, and
she puts up more defenses.
How can I show her I care without losing the love of my life.

The question this time, from the men’s side of the table:
what should you do when the women you’re with asks you:
“What are you thinking?”

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For those who attended I would like to first say Thank you
very much! While it was a bit slow to get started (everyone
had to relax a bit!), I believe that for those who participated,
a splendid time was had.

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I called in to work sick and then began the 38 mile drive across
the Denver metro area to my lover’s home. We were both married and had discovered each other because
both she and my wife were Chinese and both married to white
guys. Unlike my wife, though, Lee spoke fluent English,
had a succesful insurance business and a doctorate degree
and she and I had struck up an almost instant rapport from
the moment we met. Our affair had begun gradually and was always conducted
with the as much discretion as possible - though the sexual
tension at social gatherings between us was so strong I
was always sure someone would “guess” that we were more
than just friends. I pulled into her suburban neighborhood, honked the horn
outside her house and her garage door rolled open and I was
quickly inside with the door clanking down before I was
almost out of my car. Her husband was gone for the day, working, and she was able
to conduct a lot of business from home - in addition to providing
a loving, erotic environment for our passion. She opened the door between the dining room and garage and
was wearing nothing but a silk, white sort of Roman slave
girl teddy with nothing on beneath. Her ebony hair fell
across the sheen of the lingeree and her smooth, porcelain
skin and bare arms. I could see the aureola of her already-button hard nipples
- a seductive dark shade that contrasted with her flawless
skin - peeking from beneath the silk. We didn’t say a word, just fell into each others arms and
lips, melding instantly. I was already so hard and hot,
I felt I would almost cum just from the sensations of her
perfume, her satin skin, the white silk and her lips and
hair. Her tight, firm ass was clenched when my hands roamed down
to squeeze it and she pushed her pelvis, grinding it, harder
into my bulge. “I’m so glad to see you, ” I gasped. “You look incredible!”
“You like it?” she said, blushing a little. “I bought it
for you. David (her husband) doesn’t even know about it.
I wanted to wear something just for us.” I slid the featherweight straps from her shoulders and
bent to kiss her small, pert breasts and suck and tongue
her straining nipples. Her moans were all the encouragement
I needed as we both fumbled to simultaneously unbutton
my shirt. Her skin was incredible - like nothing I’ve ever touched
before or since and I had a hard time getting the rest of my
clothes off without reaching and stroking her or going
for yet another taste of her lips. “Let’s go upstairs, ” she said, brushing her hair from
her face. I followed her up the stairs, watching her hips
and the short silk barely covering her sweet bare ass swaying.
I remembered a line from an old Eric Anderson song: “The
highlight of making love first time was to watch a woman
from behind climbing up the stairway to her room…” This wasn’t the first time, but it always felt like it and
more. We went to the guest room, so as not to “defile” the sanctitiy
of her marriage bed and quickly melted together, all skin,
heat, wet, hard, soft, sweat, perfume and lust. The phone rang just as I was taking my fingers from her wet,
furry, clenching pussy and watching her suck her own juice,
lick her own desire from my fingers - her eyes shut in rapture.
She hadn’t become a first class businesswoman for nothing,
so she broke the moment and answered the phone. I was used to this, but decided to try something new as she
began talking in Chinese to a client who had an insurance
emergency. I moved down and began slowly licking her pussy and exploring
the exquisite spaces in and around and between her soaking
hole and her asshole. I was determined to break her businesslike
demeanor, if only for a few seconds. She didn’t protest, though, and kept talking and with one
blood red nail painted hand, pushed my head down harder,
encouraging my tongue and fingers. Her melodic phrases lost their fluid rhythms, though my
fingers - one in her pussy and another partly in her tight
ass and my tongue on her swollen, red clit found rhythms
of their own. She began making tiny almost inaudible gasps
and moans between sentences. Her breathing became ragged
and she held the phone away for a moment, cupping the mouthpiece
and clenching her thighs tightly, gripping my head, exhaling
in short, hard bursts and moaning softly, before gathering
herself to finish the call. I could feel her pussy contracting and more musky fluid
spilled out on my face and chin. I wondered what her client thought, or even if he knew at
the time that he was complaining about some expensive auto
body work, his All State agent was in good hands herself.
“I came so hard, ” she said, throwing the phone down into
the cradle, gasping and pulling me up to meet her lips. “I
hope he didn’t notice anything, but I don’t care if he did.”

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