Friday, December 16, 2011

Whip Boy

It has been a while since my last post.  My dating life has stalled.  Not that it was really moving forward with any great momentum but for a moment there, I had a few seemingly promising dates.  And then nothing.  A dry spell.  A desert of singledom.  So I went back to Match.com.  Why would I go back again you ask?  Well, it has to do with a wedding and a couple.  Not the couple getting married.  No, they re-met at a high school reunion, rediscovered each other and are now living happily ever after.  No this has to do with a couple that were guests at the wedding.

This particular couple claims they met on Match.com.  I am not completely buying this story as they are both good looking, normal people and so far my dates on Match.com are far from that.  When I pressed them to see if they were being paid by Match.com, they again claimed that really and truly they met through the dating service.  I was intrigued.  Perhaps there are normal people online.  Perhaps I just have to dig a little deeper.  The man in this couple did tell me he had been on Match.com for ten years before he found his mate.  TEN YEARS!  Who has that kind of time?  And patience?  And sense of humor?  But the woman told me she was only on for five years, so perhaps I can do it in less.  I am after all a type A, go-for-it kind of gal.  I was intrigued.  These two were inspiration.  I will go back to match.com.

And I did.  And here is how it went.  My first suitor was a winner.  This man thinks we would be perfect together.  What is it about my profile that intrigued him?

Well, I was curious.  Why did he chose me?  Did we have a lot in common?  Most of his profile seems relatively standard.  He is divorced, two kids, looking for someone to connect with.  Ok, normal stuff.  And then I get to it.  The past paragraph of his profile.  The thing that makes me ask, 'Why me?'

He writes:  'Yes, to most of you, I am a freak. I am a bottom, not submissive or slavic. I go to kink and leather lifestyle events. I enjoy being tied up just for laughs, getting my back and backside whipped, vocal control, and the full gambit. I do this for fun. I take many parts of this seriously as well, but have a blast doing this. Not something I will give up. '

I keep seeing the good looking  couple from the wedding in my head and saying to myself, 'Stick with it.  This will pay off'.  I will not have to resort to dating whip boy.  I will find someone normal.  It will happen.  In the meantime, I will throw up a little after reading this man's profile and then move on.  Because after all, I am 43 and single.

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