He was wanting to meet a woman for sex. Could a seventy-six-year-old man really get it up? Since this was my biggest fantasy, I sent him a message say...ng hi. He must have been online because he responded immediately. Well hello darlin, he said. How are you tonight?We chatted for a half-hour. I learned that he was married to a woman who hated sex. He owned a high-end car dealership. And he was anxious to meet me.He lived about two hours away from me, so I agreed to meet him in his city as long. Three guys walked out as she was arriving and stared at her smiling. She knew she was gonna have fun. The staff checked her in and said she was in a mixed 6 person dorm, gave her the keys and she walked up to the room and put her luggage down. The one remaining bed was on the bottom bunk by the window. It was ok. The room seemed cleanish. One guy was asleep in his boxers and she couldn't help but try to get a look at his body and face. He looked ok. Four of the other beds looked messy but had. He agreed without hesitation.Once in my room, we continued with the awkward small talk. I had a game of football already playing on the TV. So we sat down on separate chairs and watched for a few minutes. He had mentioned that he was planning on leaving at a certain time and unfortunately, it was coming to a near. After only about 20 minutes, he ended up leaving. Unsatisfied with the outcome, I texted him jokingly calling him a tease. He responded in no time asking me if I wanted him to come. Not sure having sexual relations with your child actually fits into that particular paradigm, unfortunately.There are shades of grey, obviously. Heh. "Shades of Grey." Someone just published a novel with that title, right? Anyway, back to me and Julie. We're not talking about a pre-teen here. We're talking about a young woman of 17, who's about to enter her last year of high school, who is almost an adult. "Almost," that's the key here. Not only is she not quite there, but I could make a pretty.