Erotic Tales for the Visual Woman

  My visit to Barbie-land   It's about the color of light.   I was sitting in my living room, sipping my morning coffee, when the sun rose in the window behind me. It displayed a beautiful pink light which spilled across my skin and flooded the room.  It was so pink I felt like I was Ken in the "Barbie" movie.  The difference of course is that Ken is missing genitalia and, well ... I'm not.  I tried to capture this colored world even though it lasted only a few minutes. Then the sun rose above the clouds. This is a picture of light ...    

    7 OH! I just turned 70, SEVENTY, years old.  Honestly friends, I don't know how this happened or happened so soon.  But it left me wondering: should I stop posting (no one wants to look at their naked grandpa), should I try to hide the ravages of age and carry on a little lie, or should I pretend it never happened?  I decided that:  I love being here, I have a need to show myself, and I am not going to hide a thing.   What you all see is what you get and it's real (and every wrinkle was hard earned).   So, here's what a 70 year old man looks like in real life. Thank you for your understanding.