What is life when imagination and tingling are lost? I don't like to make up for it with a lot of work â€" my husband already does that enough. I die of longing for tenderness, touch and a person who understands me and shows me once again what happiness is. If you are an imaginative and tender, but also discreet man, well-groomed and nice to look at and interested in occasional meetings with me then I do not know what you are waiting for. Write me â€" I'm looking forward to seeing you!