Oh Lord! The thing I learnt from dating a 40-year-old guy
A long time ago, as soon as the relationship Jesus’s were smiling at me, we dated a forty something guy. The person had been all suave, chivalrous and athletic. He wore expensive ankle length boots that no man within my town or in my groups could manage.
He had been a smoker but stuck to embassy cigarettes. He had been allergic to cigars that are cheap. Their perfume ended up being masculine and had a tendency to bumble distribute its scent inside our temporary relationship. Continue reading “Oh Lord! The thing I learnt from dating a 40-year-old guy”