Riper with age
by Andrew Lovesey
A friend once told me the following and I needed to document it:
I was sitting with an old friend of mine.
He’s rather up there in the years now, you know – upper seventies, the like.
Anyways, we’re sitting in his London flat having a cup of tea when the topic of conversation casually turns to sex. I don’t know how the ship changed course, perhaps I’d missed the boat on that one, yet it did.
So he perks up in his chair and says to me, “I tell you age certainly puts a damper one’s sex life –” I chuckled. It was hard to think him doing the deed at his age. He caught my chuckle, and finished his sentence “I swear if you squeezed my balls hard enough talcum powder would come out.”