septiembre 7, 2011
Puma, mountain lion, mountain cat…
An older woman ( older? what is an older woman: 40 something? 50 something?…) who clubs in order to score with a much younger man…(theurbandictionary.com).
An old woman clubbing to catch a young man? Well, I don’t actually agree with this. I am myself married to a guy a few years my junior, and the truth is ( ask him) that he hunted for me… And this is the case of the majority of relationships between a beautiful, usually highly smart, self sufficient, well educated member of my tribe and you, the youthful fellow.
Young men today ( it happened all over the history of our specie by the way) are attracted to us: The Older Woman.
Why? you may ask…Because we present a challenge, we are charismatic, we are not longer waiting for prince charming, we don’t look for a rescuer…And, usually, we have our own money( which makes a good addition to the equation).
But don’t get me wrong…We don’t want a child…We don’t want to change diapers or raise you…That was your mommy’s job…We just want to be mothers to our own children…Not to our men… Women, not matter how old we could be, want a Man, a Varon, a Gentleman, someone to rely on, to share the road with, to have fun. Someone with big, huge psychological shoulders to hold on to… And, then we are all there for you…
But, we are women…And no matter “how old we could be”, we are always growing, changing…So, be careful, because we “are “old”, we are not any easier that the one with the firm skin and with no cellulite…Actually, aging brings flaccidity to our the legs and the rear end, but firmness of character and self confidence, and the more we go through this earth experience, the more we get to know who we are and what we want. Be aware my darling! Don’t get fooled by the age! Older women are not scare of being alone. We actually celebrate independence.
So, if you, young beautiful fellow want to be with a hot older momma, remember:
First become a man, know what you want, go for it, show stamina in life and courage…And remember: We don’t pay for dinner, we don’t wash your “calzones”, we are not with you to raise you. No matter how “old” we could be, we are still “damas” and we want a “caballero”.
A few days away from my big entrance into my next half century: Happy 49th birthday to me! And I love it !!!! (Botox 2)
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