SCENE ONE (Daytime, facility's laundry room):  Walking into the laundry room where I am staying, I see a young black women playing at one of the video games management has brought in to add to the income.  My reaction is surprise, having not really seen women play video games.  I strike up a brief conversation as I am putting my clothes in the washing machine and I leave.

SCENE TWO (40 minutes later):  I come back to put the clothes in the dryer ..... she is STILL here, playing the SAME game.  My mind starts considering:  it is daytime, she is living here, she has time on her hands ..... I make some connections that I would not have made in my "pre-TER days" ..... how is she  supporting her self .....  

    "How do you spend your time"
    "Oh, I do several things"
    "What are your favorites?
    "Going to nursing school and escorting"
    "BINGO" (said by the voice in my head)

Can you say "SERENDIPITY"?

(Sound fades out as discussion continues)

SCENE THREE (In my room):  As we are getting the preliminaries out of the way I am thinking, "Thanks TER for exposing me to this facet of 21st Century Life in America".  Without a six figure bank account, how else could I be naked with someone almost 1/3 my age?  Clothes come off, I notice she does not shave "down there" though since the hair color blends in with her skin tone it is not all that obvious.

   I tell her I would like to start by giving her a massage.  Oil massage on her backside is the first course.  The second is WymenLover's famous Tongue Massage, starting at her feet.  At my request, she turns over.  Oil massage on her front side, finishing with a slow, lingering massage of her breasts.  Her abdomen has begun rising and falling with her increased breathing rate.

   I start with The Tongue Massage on her front.  As I am working my way up a thigh, I start to take in the shape and size of her bush.  My mind briefly flashes back to theories about why we have pubic hair.  Quickly I am brought back to  reality.  She is breathing even faster.  I move in between her legs and WHAM ..... an attractive scent hits my nostrils.  Not that fruity off-the-counter smell.  What is it?  Could it be man-made ..... or is it something primeval?  Words start bouncing around my brain ...... At first, I can't make any sense of the words ..... Then they become clearer ..... "Big boy (yea, wishful thinking) .....
Hey big boy ..... if you are not sure where it goes ..... IT goes RIGHT HERE ....."   As my nostrils and lungs try lap up her scent, deep inside my being I have this feeling that I knew this scent at another time, another place, another life .....

   Is this the Power that has seen to it that there will always be a next generation?    Any of you fellows felt the power of
THE SCENT?
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FOOTNOTES:
   1) Serendipity:  the faculty or phenomenom of finding valuable or agreeable things not sought out.  From its possession by the heros of the Persian fairy tale "The Three Princes of Serendip". (Those over 50 will recall the Serendipity Singers.)
   2) Redolence:  a pungent, agreeable odor {the redolence of a forest after a rain}.  I do not recall learning this word during SAT prep decades ago.  I had to hunt to find a word that would best describe THE SCENT.
   3) I have been meaning to post this for some time.  Thanks to "loverofwomen" for his post of today discussing pheromones as the inspiration for me to finally take the time.
   4) Ladies:  need I point out that the two lengthy posts of today about fascination with your sex have been written by fellows (loverofwomen and yours truly) who have tried to express our affection for you through our TER "handles"?  (I guess now is the time to clear mine up.  My handle is NOT intended to be pronounced:  W(h)y Men Lov (H)er ..... I am not a female ..... The one guy who sent me a pm .... you know who you are.  It is pronounded Wymen (short y) Lover.)

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