This also reminds me of earlier modeling days. At informal fashion shows in restaurants, my favorite part was after the shows when they served the models lunch. Most often, I was the only male at the table (representing the only men's store). It was a glorious feeling to be at a table with six or seven beautiful women and enjoying their company and conversation.

Some were beautiful women beyond mere integument. Many, however, were entirely focused on their skin, their very transitory 'beauty' and they used it for material advantages beyond that of being able to 'show' fashions. They'd catch-up on the gossip about each other and their 'gal friends'. It made very entertaining and revealing table talk. I learned a lot from how their sympathies for 'Roxanne who got dumped by Joe for another woman and typical losses of 'perks' along with the guy'. Or, things like 'Is Nora still with Frank? Commenting on things like her new 'Beamer' or the cruise, etc.'.

A lot was learned from this and at the time I decided that the safest place to be by my current age would be SAFELY BROKE! Though not entirely broke, my level is such that they'll HAVE TO love me for me. It makes such a great filter. I'd advise any woman to do the same or at least keep any wealth as an off topic issue until first things manifest in their proper order.

Yup! Me too.

And if somebody steals my identity..... They can f** have it!