“I've always chosen the fast lane, testing my limits, when I know there should be none. “ tresdelta69 When I was a younger man I was intrigued by women. The look, such beauty. I wondered how can beauty be displayed in so many different works of art. The touch, how is it that the feel of a woman can be so hypnotic and sensual. The smell, how a woman’s fragrance will have you searching for her before even the light of the day can illuminate her image. Since that time I have matured as a man and I've gone beyond what the eyes can see in the beauty of a woman, what the hands can feel of her sensuality, and what the nose can interpret of the floral essences of a woman. I’ve realized that the test of a man is not to be forever distracted by the outer beauty of a woman and allow myself to see her true beauty beneath the layers which resides in the heart and mind of a woman. As men we find ourselves distracted and confused by a smile from one woman and the wink of another all while chasing the walk of one more. Being a mature man I'm now able to focus all of my collective awareness on one woman only. To focus solely of the one until everything about her is all that I desire. And the one woman that I seek and surely, I will find will be forever cherished by me. An immature man doesn't have such focus. And he will be easily distracted by the wink or smile of another.