The Little Cutie is usually a woman, middle aged or beyond, and single. She hangs out in bars. She is one of the "good buddies" of the older guys and sits amongst the group joshing with them while imbibing in her girlie pink drink or what the boys are having while laughing at their ribald jokes. You ask yourself why? Why isn't this woman trying to find someone her own age? Why is she with a bunch of old guys? She has reasons. First, she can't get a man her own age. Or her former relationships went bad. That's why she is where she is. Second, she enjoys the role of "child bride" to these men who are past the handsome and virile stages. She imagines herself more than the mirror tells. She knows she is less than plain, beautiful or desirable to her contemporaries. Thus, she sits fantasizing along with the older men, their wattles and bellies, balding heads and real loves at home. Third, the Cutie, if she is lucky, might rate from her table buddies, a burger out or little gifts on her birthday or special occasions besides a raft of attention. But her main motive is to feel young again, however momentary and silly it looks, even if it means being old in a group that is older than she. For awhile, she can feed on the attention and rewards of elder admiring glances with her peekaboo attire and batting mascara. She offers rewards: little touches, hugs, cheek kisses, jabs to the arms, pats on the knees and toesies under the table. That's all the old guys want. And what is the harm? It is all a game and everyone goes home at the end of the day. The sad part is that The Little Cutie goes home alone.
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