[Superman]

Okay, version 2:

This lady, rather pretty I'd say, quite thin and with a smile brighter than a camera flash is recently divorced as am I. Bad relationships are abusive in some way or another and take their toll on our psyches, and hers was especially abusive with an alcoholic deadbeat hubby. I knew this. Mine was no cake walk either, so I'm just happy that someone wants to hang with me.

Met at a mutual friend's workplace, restaraunt/lounge and discussed options. Headed for the 74th St Ale House and had the sandwich I've been craving. From there we went to a local casino for dancing. Music was good and we danced a bit but the thing we seemed to want to do was snuggle and chat. And snuggle and smile. It was a medicine I guess we both needed and chatting seems to be very easy for us. Hand holding. It was kinda like high school again. Simple pleasures. Neither of us had access to an unoccupied home where rubbing pee-pees would be convenient and although a motel suggestion would have probably worked (this is the prurient content of this version), I was just happy for the nice company and didn't want to complexify things at this time. Had a nightcap after dancing at a quieter Irish bar. She agreed to be available for spending more time together and I think we're both just happy to be 'free at last' and with the very welcome discovery that maybe there's positive, healing relationships to be had. Candidly, we looked like a couple of kittens on the couch at the dance/casino place. Couldn't get enough of the positive regard we were giving each other. It was very nice. Not as exhilarating as version one, but you can choose your favorite story.