the tallest I’ve been out with was 6 foot seven. That’s tall and I found looking at his chest disconcerting and looking at his face a challenge. He was no more a grown up than the short one. At least that time I realised to run when he told me that he’d like me to move in with him but he’d want me to give up University. The decision was confirmed when he sat down and cried after I’d told him I wasn’t sure I actually liked him that much.
Is height preference social or biological conditioning or a bit of both?
