The age old question, “does size matter?” came up in an indirect way during a twitter conversation. I commented using my experience with a man I dated many years ago. I decided to find a place to share a synopsis of my experience.
I was in the US military in the mid 2000’s stationed in Europe. I had recently discovered weight training. One day at the gym I met a very sexy dark Chocolate man. He said he was waiting for me to get sloppy with my form so he could come over and use correcting my form as an excuse to say hi, but he realized that wasn’t going to happen. He decided to come over and compliment my form.
He let me know he would wait for me to finish my workout at the front of the gym. He wanted to get to know me a little better once I was done. I met with him, had a 20 minute conversation and agreed to meet for breakfast the next morning. We both worked nights.