I am a 58 year old artist. I have struggled all my life with being able to support myself. Three years ago I met a fellow artist and he moved in with me to save money. We have gay sex, neither one is really gay but it is that or nothing. He is 61. One of us has to be the girl and that's me. I do all the girl stuff, keep the place up, grocery shopping, cooking and serving, anything and everything that is traditionally for women I do and he does all the traditional man stuff. He initiates sex and I go along. I guess that is also what women do. A woman friend told me once that she had to lay there and take it, that's me now.