Testosterone Surge
So, last night I'm out at Paria Outpost, a great hippie BBQ place up the road in Utah. I'm wearing my new RKilt saffron leather. Even got some BBQ sauce "patina" on it to baptize it.
I'm eating with my AA Sponsor and a couple we both know come in. The he of the couple looks young for his 64 years and I was teasing him about being younger than him. He retaliated that I was still 60.
His lovely wife responded to him that I sure had fine looking legs for a man of 60.
Made my day
I don't need a pretty lady to validate my masculinity but dang, it sure is nice when it happens...I walk a little taller, smile a little broader, feel the testosterone pumping through my body...
Pants would have hid that from her...wonder now if her hubby benefited from her estrogen surge when they got home...wonder if she thought of me while they...
Ron
Ol' Macdonald himself, a proud son of Skye and Cape Breton Island
Lifetime Member STA. Two time winner of Utilikiltarian of the Month.
"I'll have a kilt please, a nice hand sewn tartan, 16 ounce Strome. Oh, and a sporran on the side, with a strap please."
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