An Inappropriate Age

I was a single middle-aged man living alone with his dog in the middle of COVID. Finding romance was tough. Heck, just getting a date was nearly impossible. I couldn't blame COVID, however. Finding romance had been tough for years. I was too old to attract sexual interest from any woman I was drawn to, and any woman I did attract interest from was invariably too old to interest me.
Yet as the world stumbled through its first summer of COVID, I groped my way through forbidden realms of the internet where my age had morphed into a kind of asset. Too old to pursue conventional relationships, I had attained the ideal age to seek unconventional arrangements.
Be warned. This memoir is sexually explicit. It has to be. How else to describe my miraculous sexual resurrection? Or the miraculously beautiful-not to mention scandalously young-women who saved me from the tarpit of sexual extinction? This memoir, in short, chronicles the opportunities and perils, the triumphs and contradictions, of our inappropriate age.