Really, I'd rather she slept in my bed and I slept on a duvet on the floor, but she won't go for that.
Anyway, that was just a small aside, although it does bring me onto the main subject.
Those of you who know me probably know that I tend to go for younger guys. Not just younger, as in, the younger end of the spectrum, but actually younger than me. Sometimes by a year or two, sometimes by quite a few years. The last big crush I had was nearly six years younger than me. Aside from my first (when I was 13) and one other since then, all the guys I've been really into were younger than me.
HOWEVER, I'm starting to get tired of young guys. I don't know what to do with them. I feel like I need to take care of them. They never have any money. All important points, natch. So I'm starting to wonder if it's time to get me a manther. After nearly a decade of working with teenagers, and a year of living with one, and two years of living with a guy who THINKS he's still one (at 24), I'm beginning to see the attraction of the older male. If I dated an older guy, I could get Christmas presents that I can wear outside the bedroom. I could go on dates to places where you don't have to pay for your food until after you've eaten. I could buy a new outfit and wear it on a date, and when they mention it, not have to justify my purchase with any reason other than "I wanted it".
OK, so I exaggerate a little - the younger guys I've been dating aren't QUITE that bad. But still.
Anyway, something to think about.
And for the record, I would settle for any of the following:
OK, it wasn't entirely fair of me to stick Damian Lewis in there; he's not quite old enough, but he's just so darn smooth. *grins*
What's your take on the cougar / manther thing?
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