Dear Diary: Dana Here. Wow ! Just Wow. Never thought at 36 I’d date a 56 year old Wican. Kaz & I met in a writers group. We got to talking and man oh man she was such a flirt, talking mad crazy sexual stuff she’s done or would love to do again. Not only was she a writer, but an artist and practiced Wican. Our first date, I gotta say kissing a woman 20 years older was like a dream come true. After Ingrid & Ronit she was the oldest woman I had ever been with.
We collaborated on some artwork together that was exhibited at Touchstone Theatre in Bethlehem. Below is a picture of me admiring it. She drew the figure I did the background.
So we decided to do a romantic getaway in New Hope and we had the most incredible sex but she seemed confused in how she felt. Like she was screwing her son who was essentially the same age as me.
Eventually I grew bored, I wanted to go dancing and travel and even go to the movies but all she ever wanted to do was meet for coffee. BORING !
Sigh, things ended romantically between us when we attended a figure drawing class that my friend Pat was modeling at. She accused me of ogling my friend more than paying attention to her. As if Pat and I were in a relationship yet we were just friends.
Was also awkward when I brought her to meet my family for Easter Dinner. No one approved of the age difference. Whatever. Maybe I was just setting myself up for a doomed relationship.
Perhaps we will try to continue a friendship.
Till Again, Dana