1.) He gives wonderful backrubs, he sings in a lovely baritone, and he's very...ummm... manly. Random females of every species seem to smell his testosterone from hundreds of yards away and flock to it. It's sort of disturbing actually, especially when our female cats fuss to sit in his lap and the male cat bites him.
2.) He is not scared of strong women. Un-be-freakin'-lievable how many men out there think they will just wither up and perish if a woman is brainier than them and makes more money than they do. He doesn't have that problem though. He is happy to have a sugar mamma.
3.) Personality for sure. I dated a couple guys who were real lookers, the kind your mother looks over and says, "Oh dear, he is a catch." Both were dumber than rocks and in the end, not worth the time. They were so BORING! And embarrassing! We'd go to a party or a friend's house or something, and my friends and I would be talking about, you know, current events, foreign films, art exhibits, politics, what have you, and they'd blurt out something horribly, painfully stupid, and then smile like they deserved a cookie for being such a good boy. My friends would give me this sympathetic/snarky look, like, well, we know why you're with him, don't we. If we stayed in and I cooked an elegant candlelit gourmet meal, they'd whine that it wasn't burnt steak and box potatoes and yellow box cake with Hershey's chocolate icing like their old ma used to make, the spoilt things. They were smokin' hot though.
