I am sure that you will come across these men as you read About Nude Not Naked blog entries. With so many men and so little time, I have taken the liberty to list them bit by bit. Hopefully as I compile this section, you will find reading my stories easier. Father
- You can hear me call him almost each morning, "What's for breakfast, papa?"
- Father's a retired 62 year old English teacher.
- I admire his love for fishing, despite being unable to fish anything bigger than a fish the size of my palm.
Respecta to the man.
- Father: When are you going to give me grandchildren?
Otto: Here are your two grandchildren. Remember to pet them and love them.
Father: Cats are not children. You can't compare cats to children.... *grumble grumble grumble*
Since then he has warmed up to my two Persian cats and plays with them every evening, like all good grandfathers would.
Alex
- The love of my life, Alex makes life so much more colorful. We have gone through a lot and visited many countries and cities together.
- Whenever I am unable to sleep, Alex gives me a horsey ride. He will gallop up and down stairs, making me squeal with delight and exhausting me enough. Sleep comes easy then after.
- He brings out the best in me and makes me feel good about myself. He cares deeply for my wellbeing and for that, I love him deeply.
- It is never easy to love but loving Alex seems easy because he is so worthy of my loyalty and love.
AB
- Sports Adidas footwear 24/7.
- We spent hours searching for the brightest neon signs in the city at 5 a.m.
- He started dating his girlfriend a few weeks before he and I met.
- They are still together.
- AB is more addictive than anything known to me. It's been five years and I still think of all the endless nights of flashing lights and kissing under the shadows of clubs.
- Most of my earlier writings are inspired by all the conversations and experiences I shared with AB. Nude, Not Naked was a vain attempt to immortalise my affections for this stranger in daylight.
- Since our last last meeting on 31st Oct 2006, we have both moved on. And I hardly write about him anymore.
- These days I imagine him discovering that I have a new car. It has the same carplate number as the car we used to ride together for years.
BGF (Best Guy Friend)
- Our earliest conversations revolved around my ass, quite literally. As in 'Oh just look at that ass...'.
- I think I was his 'busuk pillow' (trans: security blanket) of somesort. He sniffed my neck, especially in the mornings.
- Every girl needs a male friend like BGF. He tells you the truth about men, no matter how painful the truth is. Pain now is much better than pain later.
- Some people think that he and I are an item. I am mentioning this because we are not.
- Nikki and BGF are in hiding since they were married in Dec 2006. I think they are trying to make babies.
- I do not see him daily these days. But I am very happy whenever I bump into him and Nikki. He is far happier than when we first met years ago.
R
- A greater painted and a melancholic soul, R is a free spirit who enjoys vodka, a smoke and a paint brush - all at once.
- A trusted companion, we are each other's therapist. Saves loads of money this way, all while having grand breakfasts.
- I think he does not give enough credit to himself, so I over compensate by praising him all the time. I think he likes me because of this.
- We spent hours locked in his bedroom on Sundays, painting, reading, sleeping and watching movies. And when I am not wearing high heels, we would walk his two dogs, Vodka and Gin.
- Whenever I feel blue, he literally picks me up. On his motorbike, that is. We go for a ride around the housing estate, so I can feel the wind blow against my face.
D
- Owner and manager of Lola, a swanky dance club.
- Has a string of girls ever eager to be his special friend. So far, none survived past the 30 day anniversary.
- D is a good weekend clubbing buddy and 5 a.m. supper partner.
- He calls at the strangest hours. Like 3 in the morning on a Tuesday.
- He is but a phone call away if I ever want the latest news and juices around town. Which includes where the night time road blocks are and which clubs to avoid in case of raids.
- The first time I saw and recognized him, I was drunk and stumbling out of his club on opening night. That should tell you a thing or two about our friendship.
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You're real feisty, Ms Otto the Nude!
Browsing your blog I like the openness and warmth that shine through my computer screen. So very ALIVE!!! Where do I apply to become one of your "miniboyfriends"? ;-)