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So I took the easy option and wore a brown sports coat and some dress shoes. ”I walked back in and noticed a woman tight in black and crimson lace looking at me.

Out on the balcony in the unofficial smoke lounge, I popped a question to the man himself.“So where the hell are all the cougars, Harry? I paused to fix my glasses and when I turned back she was gone. I guess it means like a young cougar.”I laughed in somewhat disbelief, but later did some research on the most accurately-sourced database, Wikipedia.

And with him on the loose, the rules of Boston's dating scene are turned upside down.

The women come to the bar at Abe & Louie’s every Thursday around 7 p.m.

We talked about Halloween costumes, and I asked her if I should be a doctor or a nurse.“Definitely nurse! I smirked at her movements in that tight black dress, knowing quite well she could pounce at any moment.

I walked up to two cougars that looked to be on their eighth lives. It was hollow and dead, but I went into Sugar anyway.When I walked in, I immediately noticed how clean everyone was. I didn’t, but quickly lied and said, “Yeah, hang on.” I swiveled off the chair and headed for the door.The long bar was full of stuffed shirt dudes and a copious amount of screeching bimbos. Out in the street, some guy in a suit coughed up two cigs. ”She advanced.“Not sure…”“I have a husband, but he is far away.”She inched closer, running her fingers through my hair.“So cute!The blond bombshell nodded at me and without thinking I started talking to her, giving her “the eye” or 20/20 scope — vision for hunting big cats.I ignored the rest of the bogus behavior swilling drinks around us and moved closer.