My Life Story Men who gave meaning to my LIFE

I suppose my first REAL love was Herman Von der Bank.   I met Herman in a SAUNA in Amsterdam.   I thought he was the sexiest man I had ever seen   I was 24 and at University in London studying to be a teacher.   Herman lived in Basel and Berlin.   In the vacations from college I would go and stay with him in Switzerland in Basel.   He spoke 15 languages   and he knocked my socks off.   He and my mother did NOT get along   LOL

In Basel

AS I said earlier   I also worked at the City of Quebec in London and here I met an Undertaker form New York by the wonderful name of Donald O'Connor

Because of him I got to visit New york in the 70s    CAN you say WOW.   There I was introduced to the BEACON baths( motto If you've got it Flaunt it   with a pic of a cute naked chubby on the card)    the HOTTEST older man chubby SAUNA ever.    Had a BLAST....I swear I would arrive in New York on a Friday go straight to the Beacon Baths    stay Fri Sat Sun   and stagger out on Monday morning with gills from breathing in so much stream...and cleaner than any whistle   oh EXCEPT for the septic throat I developed from sucking so much cock    BUT a handful of antibiotics and that soon cleared up.

Don was so hot   but he liked SEX and he soon found himself greener nearer pastures.   Long distant relationships NEVER work out

BUT then Arnold happened.   This is the MAN that truly changed my life.   He walked into the COQ and STOPPED my heart.   He was a retired methodist minister living in San Diego   BUT he really wanted to live in UK   but couldn't afford it.   He liked older men (Hmmm just like me  BUT I was only 34 and was NOT his type).   However when I told him that if became my lover he could come live with me    he thought long and hard and said OK   WOW did I think all my birthdays had come at once.

But life was not all skittles and beer.   It's hard to be with someone who is not really your type   PLUS my parents came to live with us and he and my mother HATED each other   and I was constantly defending him to my mother and my mother to him.   After 2 years he said FUCK IT I'm going back to USA and that's exactly what he did

However I ain't no quitter   LOL   I quit my job sold my house and came to the US to be with him.   Long hard battle but I went to school and became a nurse and finally got a green card and stayed in USA.   No sooner did I get a job in San Diego   than he moved to Oregon to be with his daughter and grandson.   I think he was hoping to get away from me.   We had a good life and we had sex all the time although I think I enjoyed it more than he did.   We were together 10 years when he died at age 75.  And suddenly I was in OREGON  alone  AAAHHHHHHHHHH.

I met Duane   who started out ok   but turned out to be and alcoholic and was cheating on me all day whilst I was at work.   I put up with him for 4 years and then said enough is enough.   He was the only partner I ever quit.

BUT then I met Gene  and OH BOY did I fall headoverheels in LOVE .   He and I moved to Palm Springs CA in 1995 and were in a monogamous relationship for 9 years.   But then he wanted to open the relationship up and with in one year he left me for another man.   One of the reasons I don't believe in open relationships.   The potential for meeting a new mate is WAY too high.   He didn't mean to meet another man   he just DID.     I never stopped loving Gene until the day he died

However my break up with him gave me the chance to meet the TRUE love of my life.   Stan was a Dr at the hospital I worked at    and it took me 6 years to finally talk him into a relationship.   At 79 I was the FIRST man he ever had sex with.   He was at the time THE handsomest SEXIEST man I had ever seen or been with.

Stan ended up on Oxygen, in a wheelchair and on so many med we could have started our own Pharmacy.   BUT oh OH OOOHHH how I loved that man.   When He died I was devastated.   I didn't think I would ever recover.   We were only together for 3 years before he died   BUT they were the happiest best 3 years of my life.
After 4 years I met FRANK   an Englishman   via the Caffmos dating service.   For some reason I cannot find any pics of Frank   altho I know I have them.    He too died after a couple of years. 

Then I met Harvey  and VERY VERY sexy basically straight Canadian.   Unfortunately we could not make a go of it   altho I still have a soft spot in my heart for HIM.   He also had multiple medical problems that we could not get covered in the States and so he returned to Canada to get his health taken care of.   I am still in touch with him.   I surely hop he can find someone to take care of him.
ALMOST done   but new chapter opening up soon   I hope.