You are meeting me at a very interesting time in my life. Having been accepted to my dream school, I’ve made the unforeseen decision to defer my enrollment for a year. Unforeseen because up until recently I could best be described as your classic ambitious, high-achieving good girl (imagine, if you will, the class valedictorian in the front row of your lecture taking copious notes and hanging on your every word…well, you get the idea). Outside of school, my life has been devoted to ballet since I was only four years old, and by high school I was dancing thirty hours a week. That left scant time for a social life. I graduated having never attended a party, never having a drink or trying a drug, never even having kissed a boy. Suffice it to say that my decision to take a gap year was met with surprise by my friends and considerable consternation by my type-A parents.
So, what am I doing here? What a good question! Well, I see this year off as an opportunity to catch my breath and recalibrate before beginning college. I want to know what exactly I’ve missed out on while burning all that midnight oil. My suspicion is not very much, largely because I’ve never been interested in boys my own age (full disclosure, I did attend junior prom but found it dull, and the boys so unappealing that I skipped senior prom altogether).
What I have long suspected, and now know for certain, is that I much prefer the company of older, more accomplished men. Men who know themselves and what they want from life. I never meant any harm, but I’m quite certain that I made more than one of my teachers nervous to be alone with me (sorry, Mr. Davidson, I couldn’t help it!). It’s just that for me, a man’s worldliness and experience is irresistible. Raised to be an attentive listener, I am drawn to men who can command a dinner table. I want to be close to that kind of man and to be consumed whole by him. Intimacy, I am learning, is not unlike ballet – an expression and intertwining of secret, inner worlds. It is thrilling, and I have so much left to learn. About life and about men. Perhaps you’ll be willing to further my education? I’ve been told I am an excellent pupil.
And please don’t let my innocent appearance fool you – as early as fourteen, my ballet teacher told me there was a bit of the devil in my dance. I didn’t know what he meant at the time, but I’m beginning to understand now. Let me know when you are ready to meet that girl.
Quick stats:
Age: 18
Height: 5’3”
Physique: petite, athletic
Complexion: fair skin, light brown hair, dark brown eyes
Dress size: xs/0
Bra size: 32A
Shoe size: 7
