Use By Date

“I’m not cynical, just realistic. I don’t want to take on someone else’s problems. I don’t want to help pay for fuel to travel the country. I don’t want to be someone’s domestic servant.”
Libby raised her eyebrows. “Well, what do you want?”
Taylor threw her hands in the air. “Sex, okay? I want to get up close and personal with something not made of plastic, that doesn’t need batteries. I don’t want to change the way I live, I just want to introduce something new to it. I want an uncomplicated relationship based on mutual physical needs, with someone who recognizes that even though I am no longer twenty, I am a woman. No labels. No role-playing. I don’t want to be self-sacrificing. I don’t want to be altruistic. For once in my life, I want to be hedonistic, and I want it to be about me, me, me.”
“Interesting idea, but it’s never going to happen.”
“You don’t know that. And don’t you use that I’m-a-rational-unflappable-lawyer voice on me. I’m not crazy. I’m just pointing out that if two consenting adults want physical pleasure, they can be selfish and happy. Sex is the only activity I can think of where by going after exactly what you want your partner can get exactly what he wants too.”
“Don’t you think you’re a bit old for a relationship based purely on sex?”