I’m a 40-year-old woman, stacked, pretty and blonde.

Six months ago, after 20 years of marriage, I got divorced; now I’m feeling completely alone. My adult children try to get me to go out more. Until last Thursday, I’ve felt utterly self-conscious.

I’ve just finished a semester back in college where I’m going to earn my degree in accounting. I spend long hours with the books, determined to make a success of it after all these years. I really would like to meet a man, though. I think about it often.

Thursday night was the last night of our economics class. It had been a small group. We were very intimate, laughing and joking. We decided to go out for drinks after the final. Since it was the last exam for most of us, things got a little wild, and by that I mean we were more... Read More