"I mean i'm 53, no kids, no money, my career is in the garbage." Rose sniffles, wiping her nose with her finger. "I haven't had a man in almost a decade, i've gained thirty pounds, life is just miserable."
She glances up at you, and let's out a huff. "And then I look at you. You're so young, and beautiful. Let me ask you, do you have a lot of sex?"
Classic Rose. Straight to the point, hook line and sinker. All eyes turned to me, leaned up against the doorway arms crossed against my chest.
I cleared my throat, not exactly sure how to answer that question.
"Not a lot but, you know, enough." I say with a small laugh. Debbie stares holes into my head, her eyebrow cocked slightly.
"And is it good? You know, fufilling." She takes a breath, wiping her nose once more. "I remember when I was younger sex was the grandiest thing in the world, now it's like a witch hunt."
"It's alright, depends on the day...on the partner."
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Debbie sends me a knowing look, her head turning ever so slightly so all her attention was turned
