I am giggling uncontrollably as I type this post hi hi. I recently went shoe shopping, and got more than I bargained for. You see when I was growing up I knew women who were in relationships with younger men. I heard how they were talked about and how everyone kind of had something negative to say. The neighbourhood I grew up in was not very forgiving of cougars.
I grew up knowing that, so anything short of asking for a birth certificate before an initial date I did to make sure I did not date someone younger.I had a list of questions to ask for verification purposes and the most popular one was : How old were you when Mandela was freed from prison? Anyway I married a guy older than me much to my mum's delight. She sat on the cougar slating committee you see.
I am now in my thirties an I have moved from my childhood neighbourhood in Africa. I have very liberal friends and who have all had the cougar experience and are quite happy to share the experience.Up until the shopping expedition I still would cringe at the Idea of dating anyone younger. So here I am looking at this beautiful pair of heels and trying to justify why I should have it . I look up and there standing in front of me is a 6ft 2" fine specimen. (I am a sucker for 6ft something men!) He obviously looked younger than me.
So amidst all my internal objections I exchanged numbers with him. We parted but not before asking him THE question :Erm so how old were you when Mandela came out of prison? He said to me old enough to know that he is arguably the greatest statesman alive. I think that did it for me. This young man has invited me to Cougar Town and I am enjoying my stay.
I am in Cougar Town for me, and the experience has released some much needed endophines. Would I stay stay in Cougar Town for good ? To be honest yeah I would but not because of the experience of dating someone younger but because of the beautiful person I am getting to know regardless of his age.
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