Iâ€™m twenty-seven years old. Although Iâ€™m old enough to have my own sweet romance, I refuse to date any man because of my traumatizing experience with my first boyfriend when I was 20 years old. What matters to me is the size of a man! Because of that, I was cold toward my co-worker who gave me a lot of affectionâ€¦ When I accidentally fell on him, I felt that there was something on his thigh. It was very long and hardâ€¦ Is it a baguette? â€œIâ€™m serious, not because of your background, but because of that thing between your legs!â€ The thing between the legs of the man I dumped looks like itâ€™ll be trouble?!