A woman over 40, like a book, does not deserve to be judged by her cover.
Like a good book, she might not give any hint from her dust jackets as to the delights that may be found once you get started. She might play on your mind all day so you can't wait for the evening to start the next chapter. She will make you laugh out loud, fill your eyes with tears, make you fidget on the train with inappropriate erections.
You might find you can't put her down, and have to stay up for hours past your bed time, hungrily devouring page after page of her.
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