I attended the University of Michigan for college and majored in communications.  While there, I dated a woman about ten years older than me who was a personal injury attorney in Michigan.  She said that age was just a number and that it didn’t matter as long she liked me and I liked her.  Of course, we rarely ever went out so that people in public could see us, but I didn’t really care.  I had pictures of us together and I showed them off to my friends, bragging about dating an older woman.  Sure, that probably wasn’t the smartest thing to do, but I was a kid and that’s what a few too beers and then shots will do to you.  It never got back to her, but words spread around campus and a lot of other girls thought that if an older, successful woman wanted to date me then they were missing out.  The problem became that I didn’t want to cheat on my girlfriend because that’s not what I do and she also had a tendency to buy me a lot of things.  What eventually happened is she got too busy and so I ended up having a college girlfriend and then my lawyer girlfriend back in the city.  And when I went back home, got drunk and bragged about that, I ended up with another girlfriend there.  It all ended badly.  It couldn’t end any other way, but I have no regrets.