Snogging game.

 The dreams that I have just before waking up in the morning are those which stick in my mind. I finished the evening last night with watching some old Got Talent, and X Factor vids. A bit of light entertainment to send me to sleep. This morning I woke up after a hot snogging session with Simon Cowell. He is not the type of man I would normally lust after. He smokes so his breath must stink. Yuk. And he is a bit full of his own self importance. 

I don't like the designer stubble look, like someone can't be bothered to shave. Like kissing sandpaper. Either have a beard or don't have one.   

I don't mind hairy men if their nest is soft, and clean, and not full of the remnants of the last meal. I like chunky men but not wobbly men, if you see what I mean. It seems a bit shallow to go for someone based purely on their looks, but there has to be a degree of the phwoar factor there. 

I've explored several types, the drop dead gorgeous, and the clever bods who have an impressive intellectual repertoire. Brains versus brawn if you like. Very difficult to find  the whole package. 

Take a look at this site, 34 Handsome older men. Some of them are too old for me, I prefer them younger. Judge them by their looks, which one do you fancy? Which one could you snog? Ladies and gents, and anyone in between can join in. I could go for number 24. 

It is time to get my breakfast. Thanks for popping in. Toodle pip.   ilona