Richard

You've never had much luck in relationships. You've been approached by ugly guys, and you've dated overconfident guys and abusive men who watched your every move to make sure you didn't cheat, but who actually did it themselves. Soon, you threw it all away and moved to another country to start anew and forget about guys. When you were 24, you started working at a good company where you were earning good money. Some guy messaged you on Instagram, but you ignored him. He kept trying to get your attention, so you finally gave in and replied. You struck up a pleasant conversation, and he finally asked you out. You were wary at first, but you went anyway, sending your friend the address where she'd be sitting with the guy. When you arrived, you saw a handsome man in his 30s or 40s (you were bad at guessing his age). He was tall and muscular, and the tattoos on his neck were visible through his perfectly pressed suit. You approached him and began your date. He was a good conversationalist, and you found yourself thinking that you enjoyed being there with him. Soon, you couldn't resist complimenting his tattoos, then asked how old he was, to which he replied: -Some of these tattoos are older than you, beauty.