My friends describe me as a strong, ballsy, opinionated, take-no-prisoners kind of gal. Thus, none of them can quite understand my affinity for getting mixed up with guys in testosterone-driven professions. I can't either, but I always have. I'm just attracted to big, handsome, rugged men — going all the way back to Middle School when my boyfriend was our star running back. My high school honey was also a running back, as was my college guy (who later became the youngest college head football coach in history). I then moved on to Tommy, a high draft pick linebacker...

Many years later, I find myself still involved with macho guys — former athletes, pro & college, who have become high-powered businessmen in other testosterone-driven professions — one a VP of Sales for an oil drilling equipment company who spends his time drinking &/or golfing with 'the guys,' the other Director of College Recruiting for an NFC combine... 'nuf said...

Tommy — the gorgeous Cajun & former pro linebacker I fell in love with when we were still pretty much kids, reunited with last summer, drove crazy for five months, & who pretty much told me to go shit in my hat in February — is solidly back in my life. Bob, the former college quarterback cum NFC honcho who blasted into my life in early April with 'take-over' intentions may be on his way out because I'm not playing the game by his rules (we've been having absolutely brutal disagreements of late), but at 'press time' is still in contention...

Some would say three's a crowd, but I beg to differ. At least for now, it's a very comfortable place in which to position myself because it keeps me from becoming 100% emotionally invested in either, thus minimizing the possibility of a seriously broken heart. And even though they know about the existence of each other in my life, we never ever discuss the 'other' guy...

Well, maybe sometimes, just for leverage. I've put Bob's romantic essence & intentions on Tommy's plate, mostly to help him realize that I may not always be around if he doesn't make a definitive move. And more than once I've mentioned to Bob how well Tommy & I communicate because getting him to open up & discuss what's going on in his life, past & present, is like pulling teeth.

Truth be told, if I put both in a brown paper bag & shook them up, I'd end up with one guy who (in my eyes) is absolutely perfect — big, handsome, athletic, gentle, romantic, sensual, open & communicative. But we don't live in a perfect world & Prince Charming is a fairy tale...

I'm leaning towards Tommy, simply because we've known each other forever & can talk about anything & everything. Communication is key to a lasting relationship. I also love him, always have. On the other hand, however, Bob's sensuality & incredibly romantic nature is a provocative draw...

tbc!...

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