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20 year old guy dating 16 year old

I know its only 8 years difference but it's the difference between him being at an age where he must be thinking about starting a family, marriage, etc and her starting out in life. Do I let them get on with it or should I try to explain my above concerns at the risk of pushing them together? Based on the logic, it shows that "Reductio ad absurdum." I was 19 and ran off with a 27 year old woman from America. My mother disowned me and we didn't speak for a year. I was reckless and foolish and as an adult 20 years later I can easily recognize this.

she was 21 and her boyfriend was 17 and they wanted to move in together so she asked a judge about it and he said if the parent is okay with it that a 14 year old and 20 year old can legally date. if somebody wants to have an age difference in their dating, who cares. He married her,when she was 18, and she got a Skin Disease,which effected her looks, he dumped her. He didn't get any ridacule,like Jerry Lee Lewis,did.

somebody asked on here if that was legal so i put my input on what my friend asked. It's against the Law,unless you're Bill Wyman, former Bassist,and ex-Rolling Stones member,who had a 13girlfriend,when he was like 57.

I have a co-worker with whom I'm work chums (we're not bosom buddies but we like each other at work- I'm sure you've had one).

I have just found out that my 17 year old daughter is going out with a local 25 year old. They haven't shared the same live experiences, they'll soon want different things, etc. I'm concerned that she'll get hurt, pregnant or that, even if they are truly in love, she'll end up growing up too quickly and miss out on things girls her age do like university, traveling, and building a career.

Parents can consent and then changed their mind at any time...

All it takes is one pissed off parent or family member...

When they weren't doing BMX and skateboard tricks in front of the post office, they were spending what money they had at the nearby arcade, or spinning on stools and shooting straw wrappers in their favorite burger joint, just across the street. I grew to dread the moments we were alone, especially when I needed a ride home at the end of the night to make my curfew.