I have three teenaged daughters, one of whom attends college about an hour away. My favorite weekend getaway consists of leaping into my convertible, top down, hair blowing, and heading out to visit my oldest at school. Although I adore seeing her, the fact is I go more to see her male friends and boyfriends.

A college campus is perfect picking grounds for a woman like me who's a bit older and has an insatiable hunger for young men. My daughter unknowingly acts as bait, inviting these young men over to meet her "cool mom" and asking them to come along when we go to dinner or a movie. I always find a way to steer one young stud away from the herd and slip my hotel room key into his nervous, shaking hand.

When my chosen lad shows up in my room I greet him wearing thigh-highs and heels, or my favorite fishnet body-stocking. I ease his nerves with gentle kisses and touches, coaxing him into my bed with promises of unbridled passion. Once I get him nude and hard, I tell him we can't do anything now, or in the future, unless he promises to keep our play date a secret. I've never gotten a refusal.

Because I get my greatest pleasure from giving pleasure, I can spend hours going over a man's body, playing him like a violin, before I ever let him touch me. Fear not though, when all is said and done we are both fully satiated.