"Good morning, sweetheart.
"Is it?"
"Happy Birthday."
"Don't remind me."
"Why not? It's a milestone! It's not everyday that a woman reaches seventy and is still hot."
"Yeah! You wish! Wrinkles and all."
"I don't see any wrinkles."
"That's because you love me."
"That's true, but I still don't see many wrinkles."
"Many? So you see some?"
"Of course, but to me they are not wrinkles they are crannies of wisdom."
"Bullshit!"
"Are you awake yet?"
"How can I sleep with you groping me?"
"I'm not groping you. I'm caressing you."
"Get out of there!"
"After fifty years of marriage I still can't touch your butt."
"No one but me touches my butt!"
"Not even your doctor?"
"Only if she has to and I limit those times."
"Your panties are wet."
"M'mmm."
"Seventy years old and still horny."
"M'mm."
"Roll over on your back."
"H'mm."
"I can hear your tummy gurgling."
"I'm hungry."
"For sex?
"H'mm."
"Can't you say anything besides H'mm?"
"H'mm."
"I love your breasts."
"They're saggy and they flop down under my armpits."
"They're just right for an old, I mean older, woman."
"Why?"
"I can play with your nipples without lifting my head."
"Oh, you!"
"Ow! That hurt!"
"Don't make fun of my breasts."
"You like that?"
"H'mm."
"Lift up so I can get your nightgown off."
"God you're beautiful!"
"Only you think so."
"All the men think you are."
"In your dreams."
"No, I hear them identifying you as the beautiful woman with short, white hair."
"All of our friends have short, white hair."
"Nope. They have gray hair. Yours is a beautiful white and you know it so don't bullshit me."
"H'mm."
"Like that?"
"H'mm."
"You have pretty feet."
"They're just feet."
"They're soft and warm and have pretty red toenails."
"Don't! That tickles!"
"They taste good too."
"Don't lick my feet."
"Why?"
"Because they're feet."
"But they're your feet."
"You're nuts!"
"Your legs are so smooth. They feel good on my face."
