I found this diary of a post-wall woman's sexual escapades that I shared on WhereAreAllTheGoodMen. It has so many juicy nuggets and double standards I just had to link it here as well.

Some notable quotes:

He’s ten years younger than me, which I find a huge turn-on. I love the idea of being seen as an experienced “older” woman who knows what she wants. I recently lowered my age range on the apps

Wait, aren't women your age shaming men, calling them "creepy" and accusing them of having having infantile ego issues for dating younger women?

I head to bed after deciding against using one of the two dildos I’ve bought since I moved to New York.

Mmmm I bet your future husband will love your vag after years of carousel riding and being stretched out by your Mandingo-sized dildo set. But wait, aren't feminists banning sex toys for being objectifying? Oh no, those rules only apply to men and female sex robots

God, I love living in this city. Everything is available.

Of course you do, that's the whole reason women move to big cities - unlimited pool of Chads and sex shops on every corner.

I tell him about my anal sex adventure, along with the hair-pulling and ass-slapping. He laughs; he knows me too well. I love to be dominated in bed.

I hope you had Sam sign a consent form, lest you charge him with rape after he grows tired of your used up vag #metoo

Hmmm I wonder if you'll be so sexually adventurous with future beta bucks husband? Or will you suddenly become celibate due to years of "sexual trauma"?

He starts telling me about this couple he knows after I tell him about some friends who are polyamorous

Women's idea of polyamory is having her cuckold husband watch as she fucks other guys

Then he comes straight out and asks me if I want to be a fourth. I’ve never been asked this before. Should I be flattered?

Sure, why not, its not like you'll ever tell your future husband about these adventures

As always, the sex is great, but this time the night ends with him leaving and saying he’ll be in touch about No. 4. I don’t say anything. I just smile, nod, and give him a kiss good-bye.

I wonder if you give it up to men your own age so easily, or do you make them take you out for exactly six dates first?