Three of the last four men arrived already in costume

Three of the last four men who wrote to me arrived fully costumed. A title in the opening line, a script for how our first meeting would go, and a paragraph telling me what I like. It is meant as flattery and it lands as being handed a part in a play I have not read.

Twenty nine, west London, I led in one relationship of three years and I have been on my own for eight months. I use very little of the vocabulary and I am not planning to start. When I say I want to be in charge I mean of the actual things. Money, plans, who we see, what happens on a Saturday, and what he does with himself when I am not there.

The men I take seriously write the way they would write to anybody they found interesting. They ask about the boring parts. They say what they do for work and whether they like it. Somewhere around the third or fourth message they state plainly what they are hoping for, which is the right place for it.

I am not experienced in the way some women on this board are and I am not going to pretend otherwise to seem safer. What I have is three years of doing it every day with somebody who was happy, and I think that counts for more than a long list of things I have tried once.

Not looking for a man who needs me to prove I am dominant. Not looking to be anybody's proof of concept. Not looking for someone who cannot speak without the costume on.