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I met the Yogini at my local teriyaki & poke joint. Yeah, not exactly romantic, but she was on her way from West Seattle (!) to a sound bath not far from my place, so she needed to eat but fast. Thanks to tunnel traffic, she was running way behind, which necessarily made this date pretty short.
So how is she? Kinda hippy, which I knew going in, and notably bouncy for a lady in her early fifties. She's another empty nester in the tech industry. She has a trans family member, so she seems to get that as well as any cis person ever will. She did not run screaming when I mentioned the word "kink" in the context of things I can't talk about around Ex. Is she cute? Yes, in a wholesomely hippy way.
Will I see her again? Sure. In fact, we're already making plans. (I fell asleep at 2200 as we were texting back and forth. I was beat.)
On a related note, my libido has bounced back from whatever was affecting it earlier in the fall like, I dunno, my mother's death. Mental note: hit Babeland for another couple of quarts of lube.
So how is she? Kinda hippy, which I knew going in, and notably bouncy for a lady in her early fifties. She's another empty nester in the tech industry. She has a trans family member, so she seems to get that as well as any cis person ever will. She did not run screaming when I mentioned the word "kink" in the context of things I can't talk about around Ex. Is she cute? Yes, in a wholesomely hippy way.
Will I see her again? Sure. In fact, we're already making plans. (I fell asleep at 2200 as we were texting back and forth. I was beat.)
On a related note, my libido has bounced back from whatever was affecting it earlier in the fall like, I dunno, my mother's death. Mental note: hit Babeland for another couple of quarts of lube.
