Resumo de Sex, Love And Dating After 50 - Part Ii

My friend the Zen Buddhist was always trying to get me to be more peaceful ? which was usually a very hard thing for me to do. This time, however, I had signed up for the program. Bali was going to be different. ?Relaxing is going to be easy,? I say. ?I think counting waves would be a fine activity for today. I?ve had my head down, eyes on the finish line for this book for a little too long. It?s got to be done by September, but I can see the end and I?m less nervous now.? ?Well, it looks like you have the perfect afternoon. Just remember you have your appointment for the four-hand massage at Antique Spa at four thirty. And I want a full report on what those two men actually do.? ad_dap('250','300','&PG=NBCSMX&AP=1089'); I laugh at Dom?s alternate mothering and voyeurism. ?Hey, Dom, if I ever forget I have an appointment for two guys to work on my body, just shoot me right then! Anyhow, I promise to reveal all over our sunset drink.? Dom turns to me, sporting a mischievous grin. ?And Pepper, please promise me you will tuck away your laptop, cell phone, and Blackberry and just unwind for a few hours, okay?? I smile. Dom knows me well.

What next?
Here I am, a woman who has confidently experimented with romantic and sexual relationships over my lifetime. I am trying to think about what this stage of my life should be about. I have a blossoming relationship back home but it?s not clear if it is going to be serious, and I don?t want to exaggerate its importance. Maybe it?s time for an erotic adventure ? and a Kuta cowboy could be just the ticket. On the other hand, I am at a point in my life where some adventures are not as interesting as they once were. And I know that if I don?t put some energy into this new relationship back home, it definitely won?t have much of a chance of surviving, much less attaining significance. I have a lot to think about.

I look up from my reverie. There is a handsome Asian man slowly approaching me. He does not appear to be a vendor. I check him out: short hair, tan shorts, white t-shirt, taller than me, warm brown eyes, trim body, gentle, unthreatening demeanor, beautiful bronze smooth skin, and a kind smile with pure white, perfectly chiseled straight teeth. This last detail indicates he is most likely a local since the Balinese have their teeth filled during a ceremony in adolescence. He is most definitely about half my age. Is this a Kuta cowboy approaching me? The man strolls slowly by me in the direction of Gado Gado, the beachfront bistro behind me. I meet his gaze and I experience a response that is pure Bali. He smiles broadly and sweetly. I feel a bit of internal warmth flow through me. I like being looked at by this attractive young man. When you are over fifty, it is a pleasure to not feel ignored. Another pleasure: He welcomes my gaze. Neither of us feels self-conscious. It?s only a moment, but those are the moments that make you feel sensual and alive. I cast my eyes back to my guidebook. Much as I have enjoyed this quick interaction, I do not want to give the man ? Kuta cowboy or not ?any indication that I am in the market for company. He walks by. I have more important things to do right now than initiate a vacation affair. I have come to this island to take stock of my life. For me, that means thinking about love and sexuality. I want to take control of my future. I feel that I am in the prime of my life, a special time when experience, self-knowledge, and sexual maturity have created an outer patina and an inner confidence that I want to use well. I want to make good decisions about my emotional and physical needs during this phase of my life. Time is precious and I am going to use it to figure out what my past has taught me and what I need for my future.

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