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When I was twelve, I thought some seventeen-year-olds were hot as hell. When I was seventeen, I thought some seventeen-year-olds were hot as hell. When I was twenty-four, I thought some seventeen-year-olds were hot as hell. At twenty-nine, many of them are still hot.
As I get older, the number of younger women I find attractive diminishes. Mostly because the difference in maturity becomes more and more glaring. Would I like to have sex with some of them? Of course I would. But I probably wouldn't do it. I'd feel too much like I was taking advantage of them. I may be physically compatible with a seventeen-year-old, but emotionally, it seems pretty unlikely.
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"If I cannot smoke cigars in heaven, I shall not go!"
- Mark Twain
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