|Seeking||A guy 38-55 y.o.|
I am one of those people who are seemingly proud and unfeeling, but inside soft and vulnerable ... And sometimes, to break my pride I simply hug ...I respect men. They make life more interesting, they give a hand, opens the door, buy chocolate and clothes. They meet us at the airport. They go to war, if there is a war. They are brave. I respect men. They say, "no question", "no problem" - and the problems, however, no ... They come to us, they take us out of foreign guests, bring home and covered with a blanket; they like to look at us without makeup, they take us on his hands, if you have a pool, it seems that we are small and we need to embrace. They are right. They become fathers, they give names to our children. They protect us. I respect men. The words they often coincide with actions. They all know better than us. They are always wondering where we are. They are aggressively willing to pay for our coffee, but do not know why. They tolerate our moods and tell a friend, "she had a bad temper, but she's so beautiful!" They forgive us everything, even though we note, nothing they do not forgive ... They are strong. I respect men. But only men and not males.