Dear tu9ice9ja, I know that this is not something
that many ladies want to talk about even though they are in the same
situation but am matured, I no my left from my right and I want your
readers to see things from my own point of view. My story is brief and
straight to the point:I’m a 38yr old lady who is independent but I
regret not getting married in my mid and late 20s when men were in
serious demand for my hand in marriage. I kept saying I was not ready
and now I blame myself for all the shit I’m facing after I turned 33
five years ago. But I met this young guy, he’s 30yr old. I love him and I
told him my real age and he’s ok with it, maybe because I spend my
money on him.Fast forward to last December, I met his father and one
thing led to another and the man passed a night in my apartment. It was
very hot! He performed far better than his son in bed…
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