As I Age, So Does My Dream Girl
I’ve noticed that my tastes in women change as I grow older. As a teenager, adolescent girls stoked my fires of lust to a roar, as did young women in their twenties. But females in their thirties and up made little warmth in my loins.
Today though, things are different. I experience little arousal from teeny boppers. Even ladies in their twenties seem too young for the kind of serious relationship I want. Yet those around my age and older, with wrinkles, gray hair, and all, I find utterly gorgeous. I see sex appeal now among fifty and sixty year-olds that I did not before hitting middle age myself. So, the idea that women can’t attract guys simply because they’re old is a myth. They can and do, believe me. Nowadays, I’m a big fan of the older ladies.
As I age, so does my dream girl. Thus, if I ever do find her, my dream girl will remain such for life, because she will never grow old in my sight. Her natural aging will never douse my fire.
