Then we looked for a place to continue the conversation, gave up, and he brought me home, walked me to the door and gave me a goodnight kiss.He had a wonderful combination of piercing and wide-ranging intelligence, a sense of humor, and a good job –he played guitar in a metal band.I was more preoccupied with what I saw: worldliness, sophistication, a gateway to adulthood.None of these interactions became physical, which, looking back, was probably because I liked the idea rather than the reality. My interest in older men started to wane when one of my parents’ friends tried to grope me behind a door at a party. I look at my daughter now and I know what lies ahead.I remember what it was like to be young and “on the cusp”.When I was in my early to mid-teens, this meant, to some of the men I encountered, I was “not quite legal” or, as many preferred, “jailbait”.Tinder's strength is that it easily tells you when there is a mutual attraction. For me, the benefits of using a dating app far outweigh its drawbacks.And rather than wishing on a star, I will take matters into my own hands, swiping right towards my next romance.
When he told me that he read women writers because he couldn't relate to them, I should have fled then and there.One man went from asking me about spelunking to suggesting we would make beautiful babies.Needless to say, it was an abrupt shift in our conversation. They sit in my matches folder like unexplored potential. Maybe we'd have great chemistry – if only one of us made the next move. I'm usually called away by mothering, chores, and paid work.With no relatives nearby to watch my son, my dating life is restricted to Monday nights and alternate weekends.The schedule makes intimacy difficult and the dating (and mating) dance tends to be, well, not very easy.
On the flip side, many of the men are there for hook-ups.