No real point to this post other than I need a distraction from my thoughts.
A few weeks ago, I was slogging through the forest/jungles of northern Thailand when two of my local guides each separately made essentially the same comments. They remarked in amazement how strong and healthy I was and that they wished to be like me when they were as old as I am now.
I’m thinking WTF are you talking about. I’m covered in sweat, sucking so much wind that I can’t speak and swear that I am about to drop dead all the time wondering WTF am I doing out there.
I know and openly admit that at 64 I’m past my expiration date. As I try not to waste even a minute of whatever time is left, I find myself having experiences and thoughts that I’ve never had before. Right now, for the first time ever I am quite anxious about having performance anxiety.
Long story short there is a girl who used to be a dancer (long since retired) that I paid to take home quite a few years ago. Thing is that much to her (and my) surprise I never took her home. Over the years we’ve dated whenever I was passing through and yet for some bizarre reason, I’ve never bedded her though she has offered each and every time. The last time she dragged me into a sex shop after dinner so I think it’s safe to say I’m not imagining her willingness and interest in having a roll in the hay with me.
I’ve never understood why I haven’t fucked her. Originally, I think it was because she had two young children and was desperately looking for someone to marry her and that was somewhere I had no interest in going. But her kids are older now and she’s not desperate any more. The last time we went on one of our typical dates was a few months ago and again I had to say no at the end of the evening. Truth is that I was too tired to fuck anyone. Not only am I old but I had worn myself out the two previous nights with two other women. Did I mention that I’m a man whore?
So anyways I’ve got another date with her this Saturday and all I’ve been thinking about is how much I want to FINALLY take her in a carnal way. Unfortunately worries about performing adequately so as not to disappoint her after all these years keep creeping into my head. I’m laughing about it right now. Just hope I won’t be curled up in a ball crying about it come Sunday.
Feel free to mock me….


Mock you? No way. There’s not a man alive who hasn’t worried about being good to go when the pressure is on. I’m a little more then 11 years younger than you, but once in a while Jr let’s me down too. To avoid that as much as possibly, I have found a 10 mg dose of Cialis a few hours before showtime (on an empty stomach) has always done the trick. Plus, if she enjoys your company as much as it sounds like, she probably will be more willing to please you. That is quite the turn on… for me anyway. Good luck sir, and let us know how it all works out.