She almost called him 'little boy' at that, because if he knew where she'd been and what she'd been doing before she was a vampire he wouldn't have asked her that question. Her smile had a bit of an edge on it now, just enough to give it away that she was slightly nettled.

"Everyone's old compared to me, hon, at least as far as they know. My cutoff age is sixty, and I judge by the clothes they're wearing, what type of watch they have on, and whether or not they can hold their liquor. You might as well ask them what it's like to screw somebody who looks young enough to be their daughter. By their second wife."

She wished she smoked, but that was one habit she'd never taken up. "Besides, fucking is different than eating. Eating is personal, something only another vampire would understand. Sex is universal."