The Secret Experimentation

Russel Jackson. Accountant. Reserved. Stoic observer. Straight. I hate change. I prefer my immaculately tidy, well-arranged world. Some say I’m obsessive, I think I’m just particular in my mature age. Nevertheless, I’ve been trying to work on expanding my comfort zones and boundaries lately. And there’s one particular spitfire, sassy little twink who seems to be breaking down all my carefully built barriers. Is it possible to discover new things about yourself after forty? Because suddenly I find myself attracted to a man for the first time in forty-four years.

Russel Jackson. Accountant. Reserved. Stoic observer. Straight. I hate change. I prefer my immaculately tidy, well-arranged world. Some say I’m obsessive, I think I’m just particular in my mature age. Nevertheless, I’ve been trying to work on expanding my comfort zones and boundaries lately. And there’s one particular spitfire, sassy little twink who seems to be breaking down all my carefully built barriers. Is it possible to discover new things about yourself after forty? Because suddenly I find myself attracted to a man for the first time in forty-four years.