So for those of you who have forgotten him, or never met him in the first place, here is a proper introduction to my character who is oldest of age but hardly lacking in sex appeal!

Quentin Parrish, an Amur tiger in his mid-to-late 60's. Originally from England (his father Giles was a dock worker right on the Thames) but having moved to America both to attend school and to seek out new opportunities, he ended up meeting and falling in love with a New York City police detective by the name of Jennifer. The tigress hailed from the South originally, and when a chance for advancement came up that took her back to the land of her roots, she took it and he moved with her--first to Georgia, where their eldest son Blakeson was born in Atlanta, then for around ten years or so in New Orleans before they finally returned to the Big Apple. But after having two other children, another boy and a girl, Jennifer was tragically killed in the line of duty, leaving Quentin a widower.

Still, after many years of pining for her while also focusing on raising his children right, Quentin eventually did begin dating again--not just women, but also men, for he had always been bisexual, something he of course never got to indulge in while married because he believes strongly in fidelity, but which he did fantasize about. (He even confided some of these fantasies in Jennifer, and she admitted to finding them very hot indeed.) Jennifer was a very special and lucky lady, the woman of his dreams, and if she had not died he likely would be married to her still. But since returning to dating life, he has overall been male-biased, mostly because he has better luck with them since gay men tend to be attracted by his alluring mix of buff and sophisticated daddy. Not that many young ladies gravitate his way, probably due to his age alone (although those who do take a chance have never complained about it); those closer to his age are attracted, but such encounters don't tend to end in sex, instead simply going on dates--though there's occasionally an attractive lady in her 50's whom he can't help but try to woo into intimacy.

As you can tell, he's very much a gentleman--kind, courteous, friendly, unfailingly polite, to the point he would ask for permission to smoke his pipe even if he were in his own home! He has a habit of speaking very eloquently, or as Blakeson calls it, "fancy schmancy words". And his profession, as it has been since he first met Jennifer, is as a professor of English Literature at a small but prestigious university in New York City. Yet he still stands at 6' tall, and as you can see he also takes very good care of himself indeed, as even the gut he's gained retains a nice set of abs atop it, and a student walking into his office to ask a question is apt to find him reading and grading essays while casually lifting dumbbells. This of course is because in his youth he was a competitive bodybuilder while he was still in college, before achieving his PhD.

This competitiveness still exists, interestingly enough, in his love of gaming of various sorts. Whether chess and backgammon, cards, or more esoteric games, he'll absolutely try to win. He will be merciless. Still polite as is his nature, but merciless nonetheless. And he will congratulate you if you win, because he's not a sore loser--at his age, he's far too old for such a thing--but he does love winning. Aside from this, his hobbies and interests include doting on the grandkids he adores (Blake's nieces and nephews, of course, since the cop won't be having children unless he adopts); reading a good book; cooking (his favorite creations include homemade apple cider, Boston creme pie, and Salisbury steak, as well as various traditional British dishes); traveling; music (both singing and playing the piano/organ); going to church; writing; tending to plants and animals; and watching mystery shows, especially old British ones.

Hopefully you'll get to see more of him in the future, in more ways than one.

Quentin Parrish belongs to me. Art is by the awesome and so-wonderful-to-work-with  bobbyarts .