Wow, where to start filling out a profile.

I'll give it a ho and revise it as I go. I'm curious to to read the abundance of stories here. I seem to like the ones 3000 words or less. That said, I have some in process that are longer than that that I have yet to finish.

I'd like to build a network of friends here to explore many things. From the content here in Reading or writing stories, perhaps some exchanges of ideas, Passions, someone to chat with whether it's about my day, your day, current events, or pointing out a story that we would both read and see what tickles each other's fancies. I'm not sure, I'm just stirring here.

I don't smoke or drink, never have as my father did way too much of it and it killed him. But I don't mind social drinkers. As long as you're responsible with whatever you are Vice is. I had an old high school girlfriend live here when she was getting divorced, and she what occasionally smoke pot. I told her to stop going outside and simply stand by the vent at the stop during the winters or rain. She had it under control and it didn't bother me. We were compatible 30 years ago, but not this time around. But we were and still are best of friends.

I used to set up prototype vehicles at the Detroit Auto Show. So we were there about 2 weeks before the public was allowed in. It was a lot of work and walking the length of the exhibits to get what we needed was quite a chore. One day a couple of the models showed up, bored as hell and offered me a ride in the golf cart. I felt like Hugh Hefner surrounded by the beautiful women. Actually making friends with one of them. Years later, when the models disappeared from the auto show, I happened to bump into this woman again. We had a very nice friendship and I thought it would turn into something better. Dinners and conversation or great. I thought we were heading into at least a FWB relationship. Only to be shut down. That was real disappointing.

I was married, and divorced. The marriage started to go stale within about the first week. We tried counseling, but it takes two to want to work on a relationship. I tried, but she didn't. I was again signed it. The only parts that seemed to work really really well was in the bedroom. It was like there is an invisible line that we would walk across. She wanted to be the alpha in every part of life, except in the bedroom where she enjoyed the fact that I am a very sensual, sexual, loving and enjoy the sensation of giving a woman a nice long massage ending up with an hour or two of caresses and sex. I love giving, and she loved receiving oral. And I could face myself to make it very enjoyable for both of us.

The one time she tried to use sex as a weapon, and withhold it, she was the one that suffered. I happen to describe some things to my doctor, and he told me I had to moderate the number of orgasms that I would give her. The :feel good chemicals" that flood your brain after an orgasm had a similar effect as cocaine, and she was addicted. After only 10 days you basically begging me to go back in the bedroom with her. Not for love, not to treat me sensually, she needed at least six to nine orgasms. Which was typically what I would give her and I always love performing oral on a woman. Even going :sensual girl caresses".

How about a switch gears and talk about interest? I love doing things with my hands. Hobbies include rebuilding just about anything from a car that my mom let me buy at age 13, which I had running before I could drive it. There's no such thing as something broken around the house. I can fix virtually anything. Those talents led into a very nice career that let me use my combination of intelligence, general knowledge of the way things work, and drive to solve problems. I have multiple patents, and then on magazines and on the TV news for groundbreaking things I did with Chrysler.

One day many years ago I opened my brokerage statement, and was pissed off at the lack of return and the fees that the broker was reaping in to help pay for his Mercedes and Slick suits. I decided that I was just a smart, or smarter than he was, I just needed to figure the investing scenario and schemes out. I turned off my cable TV and researched investing on the internet for about 3 to 5 years. That's when I started investing, and did very well. I simply walked away from the workforce a decade before normal retirement.

Living in an upscale area all the women expect me to give them a credit card, and take on worldwide vacations, with them bringing nothing into the relationship except their presence. One told me she wanted to get a new Mercedes every other year, I would have to get a housemaid, she didn't cook so I would or we would go out for dinner, basically she just wanted to tap into my finances. I once spoke about Intimacy in the bedroom and she told me that she was long past that stage in her life. I told her I wasn't, and was hoping for love and Intimacy in the bedroom at least twice a week. I've never seen someone wrinkle their nose in disgust so quickly. So the dating scene in my area doesn't produce women that want to work on a loving relationship. Or even entertain the concept of intimacy.

I see a lot of YouTube rants for women asking "where all the good men are?". It's guys like me that were put in the "friend zone", and I can't simply tolerate a woman that's been married and divorced two or three times and has 2 to 5 kids that I need to support. I never had kids, was close to marrying a woman that had two beautiful boys, except she died of colon cancer. That really broke my heart as it would have been the instant family I wanted all my life.

Some of my interests include traveling. I was lucky that through work I have been to some amazing places in Europe. I have a free weekend in Amsterdam and really enjoyed being there. Walking around with the amazing people there was great. I saw the Anne Frank house , took an organized tour to learn about the city , the history and more . I hated leaving there to go several hours south into the countryside to a factory where I had to work . The worst part was they spoke a little German as well their native language of Flemish , or Dutch. There was supposed to be an English translator there , and he didn't show up. Discussing engineering with them was horrible. I had another free weekend and ask them what to do? They said 'nothing'/ no sight seeing. I put a lot of determination and effort into everything in my life and was not about to sit in a little room in the hotel over the weekend. I was able to communicate enough with the kind woman at the front desk to get me a taxi driver that could speak English or a little German. The guy showed up and asked where I wanted to go? I told him that I didn't know I just wanted to see me area around us. I didn't expect much...THIS GUY WAS AMAZING! It just so happened to be that in that little town in the middle of nowhere they're having their yearly Carnival. Called, I'm going to screw this up b you have to slurr your tongue, "Kermease" it actually lasted a whole week and these stupid Engineers didn't know anything about it. The taxi driver drove me around for a while, and then to the carnival. We agreed on a time where he would pick me up and take me back to the hotel. And I had an amazing time there! As he dropped me off he told me he was going to pick me up at 8:00 a.m. the next day. And he would "show me his country". I didn't know what to expect, but soon we were driving through miles and miles and miles of tulip fields. Red on one side, white, basically you couldn't see the end of the tulip fields. It was really impressive! He actually took me over too little Farms and explain part of their history with exporting the wolf from sheep. During the war and depressions they couldn't get bleach to turn the wool White. He explained to me that the companies would give you two of those big Crock type jugs. One was full of beer and one was empty. As you recycled the beer, you had to pee in the other jug. They use the ammonia and uric acid in the urine to predominately bleach the wall. He was funny when he said when you are nearing the end of the beer jug, you had to make sure not to accidentally drink out of the other jug! Despite the language barrier we had a great time. You wouldn't even charge me for the day, but I gave him an amazing tip and thanked him for showing me his beautiful country. And the carnival!.

A similar thing happened in Stuttgart in Germany.. the guys that I was with wanted to explore the beer halls in a city about an hour away. And to be able to drive on the Autobahn as fast as a little VW sedan could go. I chose to stay in town and was really rewarded by their amazing hospitality. It was basically a festival of gymnastics and athletic competitions. Women dressed in beautiful outfits, trailing ribbons as they did there aerobics routines. People on trampolines doing tricks, and much much more. It was a great Festival and I was glad to be there. I even had a day to go to their Zoo. That was a very nice experience as well. Afterwards as I was sitting on a park bench eating a bratwurst a few young German boys/ men came and wanted to talk. They were fairly well versed in English, they asked me if I would teach them slang and a curse words. That was a blast! At one point in time I told one of the boys the phrase "you're shitting me!" His eyes bugged out, and he said "I would certainly never do that to you!", I had to explain how it was slang, and the four of them laughed. Then they took me to a nice restaurant to have dinner. During the week long conference the other guys wanted to get together at beer halls and other places to drink and then find something to eat. Needs for a young man invited me to their homes. Where I met their parents and got more engaged with the local culture. The waiter at the restaurant where I had breakfast every day had to pause and ask me "if I was an American?". I said that I was and he said that I surprised them because I had a decent German vocabulary, but even more importantly I said the words properly. He appreciate the fact that I printed into their culture rather than having them cater to me and my American ways.

However, my American ways showed up during the early mornings of the conference as we were at. Their customers to break at 10:00 a.m. for coffee and strudel. I needed coffee right away, and they didn't have any way to accommodate me or my friends.

I used my nose to find where the kitchen was, and found a woman that could understand my good German where I said "Kafee, Bitte" ((you enunciate the last word as if it had an A on the end of it not the e, so is more like "Bitta"). For "please". I understood her when she told me it was not yet time. I pulled out a few Deutsche marks, possibly $10 I didn't know, and she was more than happy to give me four coffees. I gave to my boss as he was really hungover from his beer drinking weekend. He thought he was a god as no one could get coffee. Every day I would go to the same women, we would try to Converse in English and German and they would give me four cups of coffee. When I tried to hand them some money they refused. But I insisted. I probably gave them more than they made in a whole day. I didn't care, I needed a nice hot cup of coffee.

I went on a cruise once. And that was enough for me! My luggage got stuck in the airplane, the cruise ship was pathetic in trying to get it to me and I spent nearly a week washing my socks and underwear in the sink. It was not like :The Love Boat". Even though they said they were calling every day for my luggage, they didn't. The airlines flew it to everyone of our destinations and you can call the cruise line to get someone to go pick it up. They didn't! I should have called myself but I trusted the cruise line. Bad mistake. It was Christmas and we were supposed to eat in the formal dining room every night. But I didn't have a suit, so according to the regulations I couldn't go in. Finally another guy told me that the other Purser give him a tuxedo from the Tux Shop on the ship. The woman I took down there dress beautiful and I look pretty good in a tuxedo.

A photographer asked if we would sit as he staged a picture at the grand piano. And we did, he spread out a dozen red roses in front of us and the shine on the piano was amazing. The next morning we got up and our pictures were all over the cruise ship and he was advertising his photography business. We were no one until our pictures were plastered all over the cruise ship. We went parasailing and St Thomas, I'd love to do that again! Snorkeling, even going to a rehab center for injured marine life where we were able to walk and pet stingrays. There was some under sea Adventure or you were a big helmet like the deep sea divers. You even put on lead shoes and would clap now a ladder to be about 30 feet under water. They had little vending machines that would dispense look like rabbit pellets. The fish and other marine life with swim right up to you to take the food out of your hand. The colors of the tropical fish we're amazing. And so was physically interacting with them! However when we got to this adventure, they were sold out. It was Christmas time and everything was sold out. So at first they told me no, they could not accommodate us. A $50 top, and they were suiting us up in one of the suits!

I really want to go back to the Caribbean but I need to travel partner that I'm compatible with. I haven't found one in my local area. They want to go to Paris and go shopping, using my credit card. I wouldn't mind going, but I've seen enough museums and enough clothing stores but there's got to be other things to do. Not that I'd be totally against it,

Same thing happened on another island in the Caribbean. If you don't book The Adventures on the cruise ship the minute you step on board, everything gets sold out and all you can do is browse the duty-free shops around the dock. That's not my style. I looked around and found what looked like an honest taxi driver. I don't know if I wanted to go to a nice private Beach area that was not full of tourists, I wanted to find somewhere to get a really good hamburger and a cold Coke, somewhere that was not tourist centric, but true Caribbean life. Then find a nice place for dinner. Everyone told me was dangerous, but we had the best time of our life!

I also like to go to Alaska. Before my mother died years ago she made me promise to go there. Not to take a cruise but to go on a Land tour. She did it and they took her into real Alaskan Villages and not the touristy places. They went on a small plane ride near the glaciers as they were sharing off ice. Called 'calving'. They were in a 12 seat airplane and she said it bounced around from the air disturbance of the huge ice slabs as they split into the ocean. They could even feel the mist and the cold Rush of air come through the open windows. The next day they went on a Jeep Tour to a river where the salmon were running Upstream. And the grizzly bears were lined up catching the fish in mid-air, walking away and eating them about 20 yards from the Jeep. The tour guy said that they were not interested in the tourists, the Bears wanted the fish! I have to make arrangements to go there! I'd prefer not to be alone.

So I guess I like traveling. I hate Sports and will not sit in front of a football game all weekend drinking beer! I will go to a Super Bowl party simply too be with friends. I cook, so I make special dishes for parties like that, Christmas parties or other and get togethers.

One of the things that I don't really like to do, which is surprising that I'm here being stories, is reading! I scored off the charts when they gave us SAT tests in school. Only one out of five of the Stars in reading comprehension was even on the page. They rated me an exceptional reader. But I read things more to memorize them, and don't really read any books. I will dig into technical manuals, and occasionally a story online. It's one of the things I like here at Lush Stories, I can pick the length of a story. As well as those that goes with my interest, and also read some of that stretch my imagination. One person I was with liked a little bsdm, just a little like being bound. I ended up enjoying the same as she and her BFF edged me for nearly 2 hours. It was the first time the three of us had gotten together and it was an incredible experience.

I know that I will revise my profile at some other time But tonight I figured I'd put some thing in this area to stimulate thought.

If you feel like messaging me please do! I've totally screwed up what's typically put in a profile, please let me know that also.

I'm like a wind sock in the wind right now trying to find my bearings with what to write.