Younger female Stories

She was 22 years old. I was 66. We had a real connection. I knew she was a genuinely great person with a big, warm heart. I knew she was very smart, even though she was still in college. She had endless energy and a great attitude. I loved everything about her, and I cared deeply about her. I wanted her to be part of my life, and I wanted to be part of hers. She liked to call me Pappa, sometimes Daddy, and had already ask...

Mitch Cooke is a fifty-four year old widower. His wife of thirty-two years passed away from cancer two years ago. He's a great-looking guy for his age. He works out regularly, so he's well toned. It's hard to find any fat on him. He spends his spare time camping and hiking. He stands tall at six feet, four inches. Roughly two hundred pounds. His hair prematurely grayed in his early twenties, and his steel gray eyes gives...