My phone buzzed as I finally started to drift off. It was Luke, a small rush of excitement pulsed through me. "Mina, I don't mind the age gap, I truly think you are so beautiful and if you just give me a chance I promise I can make you feel good." Curious I responded "have you ever been with an older woman before?" A few minutes passed then "yes, a 42 yo and 2 30-somethings" I'm not sure why but this made me laugh, I wasn't expecting that answer. I thought fuck it, I need to get over the pilot.

It took a few weeks for me to work up the courage but we finally decided to meet. Accommodation was the next obstacle. Neither could host so Luke suggested his car, I thought he was joking but he wasn't. Next obstacle, deciding on an outfit, I wanted to look casual so I went for my fav pink hoodie and denim skirt. Hmmmm not sexy enough, then I spotted the long black fuck me boots, of course! We met in the library car park, he was there waiting when I arrived. My heart was pounding, excitement mixed with pure terror. I prayed for my safety before I stepped out of my car and into his. Not to the Catholic god I grew up with, (I'm a long way from Sunday school now) but to the god of anxiety, she listens without judgment. As I opened his car door, a friendly face smiled at me, "Hi, come in", relieved I sank into my seat "hi".

We drove out of town, away from the streetlights and into darkness. My fear turned to nerves as I took in just how good looking he is. His pictures were cute but in person he's so pretty it hurts. What the hell does he want with me? We awkwardly talked, he was friendly. I started to gaze over his body when I noticed something strange. Shorts, he's wearing shorts in the middle of Christchurch winter! It's fucking freezing! Isn't he cold? What's wrong with this boy? Wait, I'm not here to mother him, I'm here to Fuck Him! Focus! I spotted a dark side street. I told him to turn in and park, he obeyed.

To be continued