I have decided that James is my Daddy-type person. He isn’t my Daddy. That would require negotiations. I can hijack him into the Daddy-type person role without his consent though.
Noah is still my wonderful, patient, long-suffering boyfriend. It is amazing that he is putting up with my shit.
There is power inherent in names, and subtle expectations and unspoken understanding. Names and titles define us, sometimes to ourselves and sometimes to others.
I’d like to meet your young men some day. They sound interesting. Odds are good I’ll eventually run into you Noah – James is a less likely proposition. It is quite interesting to see them through your eyes though. Thank you for sharing.
James is amused that you refer to him as young, but he is a pussy about posting or commenting so I have to say it.
Muahahaha
Timeless
When you are as timeless as I am, all people are young. /wink