good girl

a close friend of mine recently told me I should really consider opening my mind to dating guys in their 50s, “you’re practically there, yourself” he said.

ouch.

but… he’s right.

I’m 47.

as much as I ain’t ready to admit it, I’m closer to 50 than I am my early 40s… or my 30s.

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but, I wasn’t ready… not even remotely to consider dating a guy in their 50s. I’m guessing many men in their 40s ain’t ready to consider dating a woman in their 50s, either… we just don’t want to date ourselves. and when I use the term ‘date’, I mean Age.

however, I decided to give it a shot… “okay, fine. I’ll inch up my age range search to 50 years old.” I reluctantly shot back at my friend.

within mins, a flood of messages hit my dating site inbox.

I started to sift thru them.

no. nope. no way, Jorge

I said to myself as I clicked on each one; their profiles, their pics, their opening messages to me. all a catastrophe in one way or another.

but one out of the lot seemed interesting… 50. had it together. in shape. even a nice head of hair.

I responded to his message and before you know it we decided to exchange numbers to get to know one another more.

it didn’t take long… a few short texts back and forth, really…

then there it was…

“what do you think of being called ‘good girl’?” he asked

“outside of the bedroom? that’s a big no” I responded

I was stumped he had asked something so intimate so early on. especially considering I was dealing with someone a little older than I’m used to for once. but I let it slide… he’s older and good looking and probably been dating way younger women who are into that shit, I rationalized to myself.

but that’s when he shit the bed.

he called me good girl.

twice.

in our text exchange. right when we were just getting to know each other.

after I had told him I didn’t like it.

the first one I let go of thinking okay he’s just having a go at me… I can take a joke.

the second one was enough for me to have to put my foot down.

“unsubscribe” I wrote him

“to what”, he responded

“good girl… please stop”

“I’ll try.”

I’ll try? that was his response?

you know what? go fuck yourself. how bout try that?

good boy.

I didn’t respond with that, tho… just thought it.

he’s since been blocked.

and I’ve since put my age range limit back down to 48.

age doesn’t make the man. this specific guy proved that.

and frankly, I’m just not fucking ready.

MAYBE when I’m 50… MAYBE. but there’s no reason to rush the inevitable.

I’m too good a girl for all that.