Notes on Eye Candy

              Sometimes, I puzzle myself. Why don't I do something?
    Anything would be more interesting than my present situation.
    Here I go again watching the world pass me by. I saw a lovely
    young lass of maybe twenty. She had black jeans and white
    ruffled blouse. Her cleavage was delightful. And I thought, can
    I afford her? Ridiculous, she was a perfect twenty year girl and
    I'm a lumpy old fart. Still, I considered her naked in my arms.
    But, as she passed by another young blond with a fuller figure
    appeared. She was wearing black tights and her butt was
    delicious... to view... I felt guilty switching my lustful attention .
    My gaze caught the eyes of little Russian girl of twenty ..
    She reminded me of a nymph. She asked me how the weather
    would be and I said no one knows. We smiled .. and I let her
    walk away...

            I must confess I have a fear of relationships. Firstly,
    because I know I'm boring. Secondly, because I know I am not
    attractive... I've never been to a gym, because I have no desire to
    injure myself. This puts me in a hermitage .. Sometimes I feel like
    a Monk... without the vows.  What I relish about celebrities is their
    fantasy.. I love to play with them in my little world of illusion.
    Sandra Bullock is the tomboy .. Angelina Jolie the femme fatale.
    Jennifer Anderson is the sexy librarian... I still can't picture having
    an erotic fantasy with Jen.. I'll have to work on that. Lady Ga Ga is
    R&B and S&M.. very Roman... She helps me cope with my black magic.
    Unfortunately, I was raised to believe in sexual magic. This sounds erotic,
    but it's very intimidating. What if I'm cursed? Could I conjure an incubus?
    My mother told me women envy men and want to enslave them with their
    sexual magic.. Nice, thing to tell a 12 year old.

            Sigh. I'll never break this spell. .. But, I do enjoy massages ..
    There are so many massage services up here-ya in Maine. .. Keep it
    simple and you wont get hurt. Marriage is for quitters .. None of the
    guys I grew up with are still married. One got shot by his ex. He's not
    dead, but he has a limp.. Could I ever get married? How?  The first step
    is getting a girlfriend... I haven't had much luck there. .. I'd rather get a
    massage.. It's a lot cheaper.. So, you get married and? Then, it's time
    to have kids.. and die.  .. And the world is ready to blow up.. fun times!
    Honestly, I could have sex with the wide bottom blonde and the slender
    girl in the ruffled blouse and the little Russian girl and not feel any guilt.
    I was raised that way.. Strange, how alien I feel sometimes.. My eye
    doctor says I have odd irises .. Maybe, I am alien.

          I like Shirley MacLaine too.. Her incarnations are sexy...
      Maybe, I knew her in a past life? Oh, I'm too skeptical for that...
      It must be her big boobs. I love to suckle...

      I need a class of milk and a nap.


      Muzzy