I can only hope for a year, maybe 2 or 3 (if I'm very lucky) of romantic-erotic bliss (along with the unavoidable agony), before either she tires of me or she vaults into the vulgar universe of teendom and I cease to find her youthfully alluring!

lol.

You sit around in a warm pile of girlfolk helping cuntsprogs see the top shelf watching the generations grow.

It's... not so bad.