'Looking for a good time?'Īnd so began the tale of a divorcee with an unparalleled sex drive and his escort escapades with five young, Saintly Sluts. But she made no effort to distance herself. At first glance, she seemed like the kind of girl who'd look disgusted if she had to sit next to a middle-aged guy like me on the train. The gaze belonged to a girl much younger than myself. As I watched the youngsters who now laid claim to downtown, I realized someone was looking at me. I went out drinking on my own, wandering around downtown for the first time since my bachelor days. That's precisely why I felt downright merry the night following our divorce. The years I spent toiling away as a wage-slave stripped the love I had for my wife along with it. I didn't even find it to be all that strange. She eventually confessed that she found me repulsive, and that she was cheating on me with a guy over twenty years my junior. I worked my ass off so I could support us so she wouldn't have to lead an embarrassing life of poverty. It was last summer, my wife and I divorced after twenty years of married life. I vividly remember my first time with an escort.

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