I have always admired older women and never really thought about them sexually until I realized I could be gay or bi.
I am not sure when it began for me, but there something that stands out in my mind. I was young, at my Christian camp, and was just completely obsessed with my camp counselor. I would get excited to be around her or talk to her and make up things so that she'd have to take me to the side and talk. She would dominate my thoughts later when I went home and later when I returned to camp, I made sure to make the request to have her as a counselor again.
I think that it comes from the emotional intimacy that I felt with her that I didn't felt with anyone else. Like I could tell her anything and not be judged. I felt like she actually cared what I said and how I felt.
maybe a little salty, maybe a little sweet, but always with my own unique flavour
