Although my town has it's share of petty crime and violent assaults, I live in a peaceful waterfront area some eight miles outside of the city limits. There's never been a problem with crime here.I never lock my house doors when I'm at home and always leave them unlocked all night as well. The log building where my Love Nest is located has never even had lock on the door and I keep my chainsaw and other tools in a shed which doesn't even have a door on it! (it blew off in a wind storm)
Not only do some of my neighbours never lock their cars, but a few leave their unlocked cars parked overnight with the keys in the ignition!
So you can imagine our consternation when an unexpected crime spree happened here last week. Some neighbours along my road had small items stolen from unlocked cars and sheds, and a pickup truck was stolen but was later recovered in town. (the owners had left the keys in the ignition.)
A hunky young police officer came to my door the next day to ask if I had heard anything. I could scarcely focus on the questions he was asking me. Instead, I felt like a foolish schoolgirl, just a-quiver at his fresh, handsome face with its chiselled jaw and piecing blue eyes.
Hunky Cop had lovely muscles with perfect biceps and pecs. His uniform seemed just a bit too tight for comfort, with his pants dragged tight over his voluptuous ass and bulge.
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2. Had Hunky Cop asked, I would have done him right there on my front steps with no hesitation at all.
3. Very often, I wonder what handsome straight guys think when I'm talking to them. It must be very obvious to them that I'm gay and that I'm consumed with lust and impure thoughts. Since coming out, I make no effort to hide my gayness or my attraction to men.
There must be fine line between making no effort to conceal my interest in a sexy straight man and coming across as a pathetic, lecherous old fart. I know that some of these hotties know that I'm ogling them and I make no apologies for that.
So far, none of them has commented on my interest in them but I hope that they would be self-confident enough to take it as a compliment.
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Wow. Where do you live??? My house is like Fort Knox - locks on gates, fenced yard, locks on windows, security measures on all windows that open, motion detector lights that make my back yard look like a prison yard, deadbolts on all doors locked at all times, padlock on the rear screen door, security system including window breakage and motion sensors. My car is locked at all times. My garage, too. Wow. I envy you that sense of relaxation. As for cops? I have had a few run-ins with them. Here? They are not nice. They are homophobic assholes who have bully complexes and probably could not pass a basic psych screen. They are more deviant than most of the criminals they hassle. And they all have these weird, kinky persecution agendas. Seriously. And lazy, rude, and entitled. I hate them. And fear them. Which is exactly the way they like it. Wow. I really should consider moving. Where do you live??? :) - Uptonking from Wonderland Burlesque
ReplyDeleteif he tells you that, he's going to have to kill you. ;-)
DeleteI think the "low-crime" situation I describe is fairly common in rural Canada.
DeleteI didn't mention in the original post: although I lock the main-floor house doors when I leave for work or vacation, there is a ground-floor door which allows entry into the house via the basement. This ground-floor does not have a working lock on it, so my house has essentially been unlocked for the entire five years that we've owned it. :-)
Although there are news stories in Canada about inappropriate police behaviour (such as tasering an 80 year old woman with dementia), I have always found our police to be respectful and highly professional.
As to my actual location, you can e-mail me privately if you want.... I might tell you.
Police responded to a alarm (happily false) at our home a few months ago. At the time I blogged "... having uniformed policemen come your home, aside from the occasion, of course, could easily be everything the porn movies suggest. Oh my! Neither was a big, burly type, actually they looked liked frat boys in bulletproof vests. That notwithstanding, I don’t know if it was the Kevlar, the guns, or what. Whatever it was, it was working."
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing that fun story! Around here, all the male constables and traffic cops are on the younger side (<35 or so) and I generally find ALL of them attractive.
DeleteLoved this post! Here in central Iowa we are pretty safe, although we don't leave the house open or leave the cars unlocked (one of the residuals of growing up in Florida).
ReplyDeleteI LOVE cops. Pretty much if I see a cop, I'm interested. I can't say if it's the uniform, the body, the high-and-tight haircut, but OMG, if a cop asked, I'd say yes in a heartbeat.
I think being a cop would be an amazing job to have, but I know I don't have the intestinal fortitude to do it. I have taken the Citizen's Academy here in Ames, which is a behind the scenes look at how the department works. It was very eye-opening and I loved every minute of it. :-)
I wouldn't want the job of a police officer; not in a million years! I have some friends and neighbours who are policemen and they tell me the job has changed hugely in recent decades.
DeleteThe respect for (and fear of) authority no longer exists in our society and cell phone cameras means that everything they do could end up on Youtube. By the way, these comments were made by policemen who were my age; I don't know what the young'uns think!
I think it is the uniform, the sense of power and command that they exude, all combined into a usually pretty masculine package. Until a career full of doughnuts overtakes and destroys all that.
ReplyDeleteYes, Will, you are right on all counts! Around here, probably 50% of middle-aged police officers have "let themselves go" and are pretty thick around the middle. But all the young ones are hot, by my standards anyway.
DeleteBB Have been lurking and enjoying your blog for some time now. I live in a Motor Home in Ft Lauderdale area, I had a few things stolen from my location and called the police. Hunky, cute dude came and interviewed. It was a quiet night and was he very slow to leave, we had a nice time just chatting.. I had a lot of evil thoughts going.
ReplyDeleteHey, thanks for reading and for sharing that sweet story! He must have enjoyed your company.
DeleteMaybe it's the authority figure thing too that makes them hot. New blog btw
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DeleteI love a man in uniform! YUM!
ReplyDelete"There must be fine line between making no effort to conceal my interest in a sexy straight man and coming across as a pathetic, lecherous old fart."
ReplyDeleteI think about this all the time. Just today, in fact, I saw the MOST stunningly fit and handsome man running shirtless. I was driving in the opposite direction, and after nearly driving off the side of the road because I couldn't help but gawk at him, I collected myself (sort of) and fantasized about turning the car around and asking him if I could just stare at him for an hour. Or three.
Something about the guy made me think that he was totally straight BUT he'd love the compliment. I seriously thought about doing it.
Then I wondered what would happen if I was totally wrong and his response was to put his fist through my face.
Walking that fine line can be tough...I'm a little more conservative about it now than I once was because a few months ago I stared too long at a guy and he confronted me with a sneer and a very threatening attitude, "You got some kind of problem??"
If I was 6'5 and 220, I'd be a lot more bold. But since I'm not...well, I've decided to be *less* of a lecherous old fart.
I haven't yet had an unpleasant experience like the one you describe. I'm becoming quite bold in flirting / ogling attractive men of all persuasions.... but maybe I'm just lucky that I haven't pissed some guy off.
DeleteI travel around quite a bit so I see lots of cops. In municipalities where the police/sheriff's department has a fitness standard and requires annual testing, the cops are usually for hot. (Beverly Hills, CA, for example.) In more rural departments where there's little crime and the pay is crap, the cops are often overweight and out of shape.
ReplyDeleteThe fit ones get my motor running. The flabby ones, no.
The annual testing sounds like a really good idea. Around here, too many police and firemen (my brother among them) have let themselves go. All that flab surely must make it difficult for them to do their jobs effectively.
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