When I started dating again after my marriage of 13 years ended, I wasn’t sure what sexual landscape awaited. Had everything changed? I certainly had.
I was now a 47-year-old mother of three children and one recalcitrant dog. If I was going to get naked again, did I need to change my body shape? Last time around, thin was what was required for successful pulling, but now it was curvier, or what millennials call ‘thick’. Luckily I have always erred towards the thick, even more so nowadays, with my snack drawer stuffed full of baked goods (for the kids), so that was some comfort.
Certainly a gym membership was on the cards, new underwear was a necessity. I had the underwear of the long married: comfortable pants inscribed with dog hair, slack-mouthed bras, and a thong with Abandon Hope All Ye Who Enter Here printed on the front, given by a friend as a joke.
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