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A young woman questions an old lady
Old Lady, who are you? How old are you? Sixty? Seventy? Years long gone, leaving you still here. Grey hair, sagging breasts, wrinkles on face and neck, eyes tired, and filled with loss and pain, Did you ever laugh? Have you ever lived, loved, known happiness?Ever had fun? Given pleasure with body, heart and soul? Embraced a lover in your bed, naked skin sliding over nakedness, feeling the heat of arousal growing into a fl...