Fiftysix

Valley Guys my age didn’t know how to treat me right. Girls my age would never understand how powerful a woman can feel being adored by older men. And men twice, even triple my age could never say no to me. Not even Riggs. Thirty-eight years my senior, rough, short-tempered, and an alpha type. I liked being in control in every situation, but he made it hard. He challenged me while I kept teasing, wanting to push not only his, but my own limits. And when the most unexpected thing occurred, Riggs showed me just how much he hated the games I played.