Older men just hit different. Like god yes, please talk down to me like I’m a child and touch me inappropriately with wrinkly hands. There’s nothing more violating than that💜
You make it sound so dirty.
Like, oh yeah, baby… feel my hairy-knuckled grossness caress you! Watch as the relief map of Uzbekistan that I call my skin glides over your pristine surface. Behold, as I trace paths across your flesh that I think of as telegraph lines because I’ve actually held a telegram in my hands, while you’re currently switching tabs so Google can show you what I mean. Soak in the understanding that you’re a culturally astigmatic child, untethered from the most recent of histories and irrelevant to the most optimistic of futures.
That’s okay, sweetie. You’re doing your best. Now hush and hold still.