To: siunevada
It is creepy, but to be fair, men can be boorish at times, sometimes at the worst possible moments.
Here in Las Vegas (no shortage of foxy chickies here), women of all sorts of ages have sexual appeal, which admittedly is creepy but it's also a fact of life.
I am 36 now, and a couple of years back, at a Port of Subs, my eye was caught by a petite, foxy, well built young woman. I did what I do best, chatting her up, figuring in my mind she was early 20s.
After a couple of minutes of small talk it became clear I was hitting on a high school Sophmore or Junior (she explained she just came out of her HS Chemistry final)! I shifted gears and kept it friendly and light, got my sandwitch, and got out of there!
To be fair to Mr Kerry, when I didn't know she was 16 or so, the running commentary inside my head was considerably more raw than 'nice piece of meat!' Haha! To be fair to me, I kept those thoughts to myself, and when I realized the imbalance in our ages, I aborted quickly.
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01/28/2004 3:16:05 PM PST by
HitmanLV
(I will not be pushed, filed, stamped, indexed, briefed, debriefed or numbered. My life is my own.)
To: HitmanNY
"my eye was caught by a petite, foxy, well built young woman. I did what I do best, chatting her up, figuring in my mind she was early 20s.
After a couple of minutes of small talk it became clear I was hitting on a high school Sophmore or Junior ..."
I had a similar encounter. When I was about 35 a bridesmaid at a friend's wedding was a real looker, so I was chatting with her. Figuring her about 25--she acted very mature--I asked what school she had gone to ("school" being lingo for college), she answered,
"oh, I'm still in school now."
So I asked year she was, she says,
"Well, I'm a freshman"
Hmmmm, now from 25, to 20, and now age 18, I'm on guard, but still friendly, so I further ask,
"What school is that?" she says,
"XYZ Academy" to which I answer,
"Hmmmm, never heard of that, where is that college located?" To which she said,
"Ohhhh, its not a college its a high school!"
The "25 year old" ended up to be age 15. I took a big gulp of my champagne and found an excuse to go talk to someone else....
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