ShaunaMarie's Ramblings

It's been awhile since I updated you on the dating front... well there's not much to say really. The married man is gone, his lame excuse... "You are just too far away." Ok, got the hint, "You just aren't worth the effort." Loud and clear! Met Tall guy. Actually in person. Very nice guy, very very nice. I think too nice really, for me. I am a rotten sexual being and he is... a little sexually repressed I think?  Have no idea with this one, he was falling in love one day, wanting to be the best boyfriend I ever had and dumped me the next (well a few days later. It all happened in the course of a couple of weeks... What the hell is it with me? Again, I would say to the guys out there: Be honest. Be open. We are adults not children. If you can't handle breaking it off with someone with some honesty, then don't date. Maybe its a misunderstanding, miscommunication. After all you are both new to each other. Fuck, give it at least a conversation...

HEY Guys out there!  I am finding that many of you really love our great big bodies. The rolls, the skin slapping, burying your face between our big thick thighs... My question to you is... Is this a fetish that you want to indulge or are you seriously interested in a relationship with a SS woman? We have issues you need to be ready for, things you can easily prevent. So, here's a little advice. I hope you don't find me too forward or bossy or negative, (all of which I have been accused of). I am just being realistic and honest.  And trying to help all my Supersized sisters out there too, and myself as well.  1.     If you want to make a fat girl weak in the knees, give her attention. Talk to her, tell her how you feel about anything, listen to her, more than likely she will want to hear all about who you are. Be open, if you aren't open to this process, what are you doing here? We are all vulnerable in this development. You don...

What a whirlwind. There truly are a lot of men out there looking, so those of you who think there are no men out there our age (50’s), think again. Back when I was in my 20’s (yesterday, right?) I had a friend in her 50’s. She told me it was the best time of her life. The men were coming out of the woodwork and she loved it.  I remember laughing at her because she was about my size now, back then. Peggy loved those younger men. She was so young at heart and they seemed to fit her personality well.  Bless you, my friend. I still think of you often.  In so many ways she was right. Those young ones came out of the woodwork, but I don’t want a boy. I want a man who knows what he’s doing. Who’s been around the block a time or two. Who understands where he fucked up and won’t make that mistake again. In other words, I want him to come trained. LOL.  I don’t want to train. I’ve met quite a few men, ok not met in person. I haven’t met any of them in person. It never got...