Hi, my name is Foxy Moron and yes, it is both my moniker and a concise description of my personality. If you're looking for a fuck-Barbie or GI Jane to play with, I'm sorry, I don't want to waste your time or mine. The woman you're looking for is probably over in the Porno for Idiots section at Barnes & Noble, provided she can read.
I am 36, female and an active duty soldier stationed CONUS. It's been a long time since I visited Literotica but I'm sure not much has changed. The military tends to frown on using DoD pc's for this kind of communication. I had to wait until I was in my own apartment to check Lit out again.
I'm not looking for crass exchanges or masquerading Casanovas. Just like most women, I looking for romance, passion, love and a real home with someone really special. First, I'll describe my perfect match and then I'll describe me.
You are exceptionally intelligent and well-read. You will likely have a degree in the sciences but have an affinity for appreciating the arts- not necessarily because "good looking broads" hang out at art museums but because you see the grace of humanity in a masterpiece. You are strong enough in your masculinity to appreciate a nude painting without getting a hard-on.
You have a military background. Maybe you're retired military or maybe you did your service and went on to live other adventures in the civilian sector. Either way, my acronyms are not bewildering. You are organized but not obsessive compulsive. The house is clean without being unlivable. You have a happy dog or cat because you are generally happy and you know how to maintain the things you value.
Here comes the tricky part. You must love women.
If you are thinking that loving women is easy then you can just stop here. Loving women is a fucking pain in the ass; we all know it. If you have been hurt by a woman and still think women are wonderful, then read on.
You appreciate strong women and look forward to having one as your equal life partner. You are willing to work beside her. You are willing to offer your best efforts to help her be the best human being she can be. You understand the nature of the menstrual cycle and pregnancy and are not utterly revolted by the thought of it or reduced to a mental adolescent by a box of feminine products. You have no problem letting her talk to the designer/architect when she wants to remodel the house. You think a woman in a toolbelt is sexy. You think she should be in charge if she can handle it. Strong, powerful women don't intimidate you.
Now, if you've read this far and are still interested in knowing me, you've still got one more obstacle to jump.
I am not a dumb girl. I am not a ballbuster. But I'm not one to be trifled with. I've come too far and accomplished too much to be "put back in my place" by my man. I enlisted near my 33rd birthday and was told they didn't want an old woman in their ranks. They changed their minds after they saw what I can do. I am one of the few women ever to work with Special Forces on a daily basis. I've been told on numerous occasions that I would be welcome to wear the exclusive Green Beret if it were allowed.
Before I enlisted, I was a union carpenter in a major metropolitan city where women were fucked with on a regular basis. Only the strong and the smart survive- industrial accidents have a way of ending a woman's career if they're not careful.
After I get out of the military, I will go to college to finally finish my degree in either Construction Engineering or Media Communications. Whatever my goals are, I will always give my best efforts. I'm not necessarily a Type A personality but mediocrity bores me to tears. I don't watch television regularly, either. There's a lot of living to do in this lifetime and I refuse to watch somebody else have fun. That's fucking stupid.
When all is said and done, I want to come home and cook a fabulous dinner, drink a glass of wine, pay the bills, plan our vacation with you and listen to you complain about mowing the lawn. Then, after cleaning house and showering, we'll go to bed. My head will be on your shoulder while you snore like a freight train.
If you're looking for a detailed description of our sex life, you'll have to wait until I trust you. Suffice it to say, I've got glowing references and an incredible sexual appetite. If you haven't caught on yet, I live passionately. I'm not afraid to get hurt in the process of loving someone. I'm not afraid of working hard to make sure my partner is happy, productive and satisfied. I'm not afraid of a good, strong, intelligent man who has a heart of gold, respect for life and his eyes on the future of his home.
You're still reading? What the hell are you doing? Write me.
Foxy Moron
I am 36, female and an active duty soldier stationed CONUS. It's been a long time since I visited Literotica but I'm sure not much has changed. The military tends to frown on using DoD pc's for this kind of communication. I had to wait until I was in my own apartment to check Lit out again.
I'm not looking for crass exchanges or masquerading Casanovas. Just like most women, I looking for romance, passion, love and a real home with someone really special. First, I'll describe my perfect match and then I'll describe me.
You are exceptionally intelligent and well-read. You will likely have a degree in the sciences but have an affinity for appreciating the arts- not necessarily because "good looking broads" hang out at art museums but because you see the grace of humanity in a masterpiece. You are strong enough in your masculinity to appreciate a nude painting without getting a hard-on.
You have a military background. Maybe you're retired military or maybe you did your service and went on to live other adventures in the civilian sector. Either way, my acronyms are not bewildering. You are organized but not obsessive compulsive. The house is clean without being unlivable. You have a happy dog or cat because you are generally happy and you know how to maintain the things you value.
Here comes the tricky part. You must love women.
If you are thinking that loving women is easy then you can just stop here. Loving women is a fucking pain in the ass; we all know it. If you have been hurt by a woman and still think women are wonderful, then read on.
You appreciate strong women and look forward to having one as your equal life partner. You are willing to work beside her. You are willing to offer your best efforts to help her be the best human being she can be. You understand the nature of the menstrual cycle and pregnancy and are not utterly revolted by the thought of it or reduced to a mental adolescent by a box of feminine products. You have no problem letting her talk to the designer/architect when she wants to remodel the house. You think a woman in a toolbelt is sexy. You think she should be in charge if she can handle it. Strong, powerful women don't intimidate you.
Now, if you've read this far and are still interested in knowing me, you've still got one more obstacle to jump.
I am not a dumb girl. I am not a ballbuster. But I'm not one to be trifled with. I've come too far and accomplished too much to be "put back in my place" by my man. I enlisted near my 33rd birthday and was told they didn't want an old woman in their ranks. They changed their minds after they saw what I can do. I am one of the few women ever to work with Special Forces on a daily basis. I've been told on numerous occasions that I would be welcome to wear the exclusive Green Beret if it were allowed.
Before I enlisted, I was a union carpenter in a major metropolitan city where women were fucked with on a regular basis. Only the strong and the smart survive- industrial accidents have a way of ending a woman's career if they're not careful.
After I get out of the military, I will go to college to finally finish my degree in either Construction Engineering or Media Communications. Whatever my goals are, I will always give my best efforts. I'm not necessarily a Type A personality but mediocrity bores me to tears. I don't watch television regularly, either. There's a lot of living to do in this lifetime and I refuse to watch somebody else have fun. That's fucking stupid.
When all is said and done, I want to come home and cook a fabulous dinner, drink a glass of wine, pay the bills, plan our vacation with you and listen to you complain about mowing the lawn. Then, after cleaning house and showering, we'll go to bed. My head will be on your shoulder while you snore like a freight train.
If you're looking for a detailed description of our sex life, you'll have to wait until I trust you. Suffice it to say, I've got glowing references and an incredible sexual appetite. If you haven't caught on yet, I live passionately. I'm not afraid to get hurt in the process of loving someone. I'm not afraid of working hard to make sure my partner is happy, productive and satisfied. I'm not afraid of a good, strong, intelligent man who has a heart of gold, respect for life and his eyes on the future of his home.
You're still reading? What the hell are you doing? Write me.
Foxy Moron
