Do I like a man’s eyes? His arms? His Wallet? No, I like a man that’s sure of himself, maybe a little too sure, so much so, I have to call him on it. Give him an impossible task. — “I can make it feel good,” he said. He’d been hanging around all night, talk turned to sex and, of course, he was a legend in his own mind. “You can’t, it’s anal. My husband and I have tried many times, it hurts. There’s no getting over that. …