I met a real beauty in NYC one Saturday this month. She made eye contact and smiled so I said hello. She quickly approached me. We spoke for no more than 3 minutes when I cut to the chase scene and asked if she was single. "Yes" she said and asked for my phone. She programmed in her first and last name and phone number.
I texted the next night and told her she had pretty eyes and she wrote back and asked me out for the next time she was in town. We texted a lot after that, exchanging photos and she wrote about 25 long messages, most on Christmas day. She wanted to share every detail.
Then she asked how old I was. Even though she is 24 I told her the truth: I'm 42 (having been dating the now 21 year old for over a year (and who is now talking children together) I took a chance).
She said she thought I was 35 and had never dated older but that "it's just a number".
Never heard from her again.
I hate that it encourages me to lie but I never will.
It's especially discouraging she would let it override our having hit it off the way we did but know that women are like that.
I texted the next night and told her she had pretty eyes and she wrote back and asked me out for the next time she was in town. We texted a lot after that, exchanging photos and she wrote about 25 long messages, most on Christmas day. She wanted to share every detail.
Then she asked how old I was. Even though she is 24 I told her the truth: I'm 42 (having been dating the now 21 year old for over a year (and who is now talking children together) I took a chance).
She said she thought I was 35 and had never dated older but that "it's just a number".
Never heard from her again.
I hate that it encourages me to lie but I never will.
It's especially discouraging she would let it override our having hit it off the way we did but know that women are like that.