You didn’t know I was in the SCA, did you? Well, technically I wasn’t. My mom was, and I went to events with her for a couple of years. But I was really into it for a while.
I started going when I was 13.
(I intended to include a picture of me at age 13 so you could see how I was adorable and also looked a lot older than I was. But I couldn’t find one, so stay tuned and I’ll get my mom or my sister to dig one up.)
The 17–18–30–year–old guys thought I was hot. I thought they were hot too, not to mention fun, so that was OK. Until they found out how old I was, and then they didn’t want to hang out anymore. Assholes.
Thinking guys want to be your friend and then realizing, when they find out they’re four–five–twenty years older than you, that they just wanted to fuck you? Having this go on for three years or so? Dude, it’s a total turn-off. And I know a lot of women say all men are like that, but in my experience it was just SCA guys.
So I quit.