Our martial arts dojo is right in the middle of our neighborhood and quite a few of the students and teachers are all ex-mil. We've joked about starting a militia once the shit hits the fan. We'll just put a giant wall up around our neighborhood. We certainly have the troops and arms.
I do have a monitored alarm. And the audible's loud as hell! One of the dogs set it off while I was sleeping, and damn!
I have to admit I feel the same of mine. Almost 10 years younger than me and in better shape than most women her age. And while the "cave man" in me is always intrigued (for lack of a better word) of getting that hypothetical piece of strange puss. When we go the local bar I look around and get reminded of the reality. That at my age there aren't too many realistically available women I'd really want to bone or even be seen with for that matter.