Fifty two, and this is the first profile I have ever made anywhere
- Looking for
- patience, and somebody who will not treat my age as a novelty
- Experience
- None in practice. A very long time of knowing.
- Around
- Queens, New York
In February I made the first profile of my life. Not my first profile of this kind. My first profile of any kind, anywhere, ever. I was married for twenty three years and the internet happened to other people while I was raising two children who are now adults with their own homes.
So I am learning two things at once, and only one of them is kink. The other is a whole etiquette that everybody younger appears to have absorbed by osmosis. It took me a month to work out that a match is not a message. It took me another month to stop apologising in every opening line.
Fifty two, Queens, submissive by every measure that matters and by none that I have ever acted on. I know the vocabulary from reading. I am aware that knowing the vocabulary is not knowing anything.
What I am asking for is patience and a fair amount of teaching. Somebody content to go slowly, who explains what he is doing and why, and who is not disappointed that I arrive with nothing but intent. I would like, eventually, to be told I have done something correctly.
I am not fragile. I ran a household through two recessions and buried both my parents. I am just new. Not looking for anyone who finds my age remarkable and says so. Not looking for anybody in a hurry. Not looking to send a photograph before a conversation.