who kissed her old man lover (thrice her age!) when she was 17. She wrote a book about it, made a lot of money, then decades later wrote another revisionist book about how disgusted she was with that middle-aged man’s neck flab and his inability to sustain erection. I was not that man. I was, however, complimented upon my neck flab just the other (other) night. Someone kissed it hungrily. It was Tuesday, I believe.
middle-aged neck flab?
