Lydia’s First Passion

Eighteen, I’m free, finally. Sort of. At least that’s how it felt, leaving catholic school behind for real life.

But there was still the matter of my step-father. A pastor, he had rules from the 1700s on dating and who I can go out with. He’s always had an eye on the boys.

But I have always had my eye on older men. Everyone thinks I am a tomboy. But mostly I hang with my dad to scope on his buddies. A boat full of silver foxes, delicious! This will be the fishing trip of a lifetime for everyone, and a surprise for me that I didn’t see coming.