Still Sexy After All These Years |
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What is sexy, anyway?
Sexy is a smooth hand resting on a silk sleeve.
Sexy is a small private smile. Or a killer come-hither across a crowded party.
Sexy is well-tailored garb, no matter the shape of the body it's covering.
Sexy is a gracious and easy manner.
Sexy is a deep, knowing chuckle.
Sexy is the vague odor of sweat. Or perfume and cologne.
Sexy is a light, casual squeeze from the right person's hand.
Sexy is an a capella rendition of an old bluegrass love song.
Sexy is a generous spirit.
Sexy is curves in all the right places.
Sexy is a creative mind.
Sexy is unbridled enthusiasm. . .for anything.
Sexy is the promise of romance. Or the promise of passion without commitment.
Sexy is the mysterious, shallow breathing of Emily Dickinson. Or the drooling panting of pornography.
Sexy is a live, nude video teleconferencing chat room. Or a reservation at the bed-and-breakfast for that quiet room in the back.
Perception and desire change over time, don't they? Or do they?
Sex and the ThirdAger.
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