When I was a teenager I became acquainted with an attractive older woman who let me crash on her couch one night when I had had too much to drink at a party we both happened to attend. Neither of us had anything to do the next day, so we just hung out and talked. In the afternoon, the topic turned to sex for some reason I can't remember, and I admitted that I had never done it. There were a few seconds of silence, then she asked "Would you like me to teach you?" The situation evolved from there, for the rest of the day and all night. Unlike Hermie, however, I was very nervous and didn't exactly turn in a stud-like performance. It was more of a "Mrs. Robinson" experience, although she was very patient. She told me she was twenty-nine, which I believed at the time, but in retrospect I think she was probably a few years older, maybe thirty-two or thirty-three. I was a very lucky boy. Bless her, wherever she is today.
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