Now I know you are an bitter, old man with too much time on his hands. There is a saying to the effect that in springtime a young man's fancy turns to women. You are only thinking about the IRS, 2 guys who fuck for a living, and my testosterone-induced bald spot.
Take care, Sir! Don't break your hip on your way to report me to the IRS. You needn't hurry, either, as I have paid my taxes like a good putain for many years now.
In fact, I will claim you as a mentally incopentent dependant on next year's return as I have spent a lot of time assuaging your fears concerning your latent attraction to Steve Holmes. In plain English, I believe you should get over the fact that he is in his 40's and fucks better than you did in your 20's.
Good luck, Monsieur!
C'etait un plaisir!
Brandon