We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
And why is this any more believable than Penthouse Forum? Except that when women conjure up these stories they are boring, longer, and lacking in creative vocabulary. Ho-hum (no pun intended...ok, pun intended).
The thought of random encounters with slutty old cougars might have appealed to me 20 years ago when my hormones were at near fatal levels (only then if no women my own age were available). Now I find the thought sad and distasteful.