One Man of My Own? Please!

Dear Cougars, HELP! I've told you how I live in a small ranching town of two thousand--and trust me, I have looked for a man to warm my bed. Old or young, no man lives within shouting distance who thrills me! A young man in my bed sounds like a swell idea. Someone who has the stamina and the energy to give me one heart-pounding night of non-stop love.

But how can I take the Cougar Challenge if I can't find one?

I'm a widow. For five years running. And lonely.

I had a marvelous marriage and I miss my husband. But life goes on...and I feel it's going on without me.

I've read these books. I LOVE this COUGAR CHALLENGE. The women are gutsy, taking their lives into their own hands.

But a younger man?

Come on.

Really?

What can a younger man know what an experienced woman wants?

I like men. I love men. But damn, if I can find one in my one-horse town who appeals to me. Young. Old. Somewhere in between. Nada here in southwest Texas, honey.

And like the song goes, I'm not talking about forever, baby. That would be too demanding. I'm just talking about hooking up and hanging out. I'm just talking about tonight. And heart-pounding, inventive, scrumptious sex.

Are you a lady of a certain age with similar aspirations?

If so, tell me what I do, where I go to find a man with great moves and a love of women who adore sex. Hmm?

Crazy in Texas

RomantiCon Rocked!!

Hi ladies! I miss you guys already. :-(

I had so much fun with you last weekend at RomantiCon. Weren't those cover models gorgeous? I'm still mad that I didn't win the dance contest, but the truth is Holly was the best dancer there! How could she go wrong dancing with that hottie Taylor? lol

Stevie and I drove home to North Carolina and the drive through the mountains was beautiful. We laughed the whole way about how we met the first night. Cam, your psychedelic sixties costume was HOT! I'm sorry I spilled a glass of wine all over myself and Rachel, but at least it wasn't all over your sexy outfit. And thank you again, Autumn, for the napkins, and Cam for the replacement wine. Oh, and Elizabeth thank you for making sure Stevie didn't choke she was laughing so hard at me. That'll teach me to ogle young, sexy cover models instead of watching where I'm going. Wait a minute. No it won't! Isn't that what this blog is all about?

One of these days I'm going to have to go out and make my younger man fantasies a reality, but for now I thought I'd post some pictures. I'm going through cover model withdrawal.