The discussion has come up. When we first met she asked me how old I thought she was, and I said, 25 years. She replied with a noise, which I translated into a "yes". Well, in many cases the sound means yes. I don't know how to spell the noise, but..... She's 36, 2 months younger than I, and..................I don't worry to much about it. I just try to give more than she gives, and it all works out. And, she can give, believe me, makes me feel like a King. Feeding me, and all. I just let her know that she is my Queen, and I'm here to serve her as well. This means more to her than age.