It is amazing how two years can make such change, unrecognisable, your face is rearranged, looking like a different girl, gone from plain into a pearl, although to some, you haven't changed, it's rather strange. As for differences in age you like mature, these codgers with their cash they have allure, you don't want a youthful stud, you desire decrepit dud, all the wrinkle and the dribble you'll endure. At Tiffany's some years later you downgrade, escaping from the pensioner escapade, but you're just as dim and shallow, naive, immature and callow, although I'm sure that you've been adequately paid.
