I received a phone call from an ex-girlfriend who this morning called
'out-of-the-blue' to see if I was still around.
We lost track of time, chatting about the wild, romantic times we used
to enjoy together.
I couldn't believe it when she asked if I'd be interested in meeting up
and rekindling a little of that "old magic".
"Wow!" I was flabbergasted. "I don't know if I could keep pace with you
now", I said, "I'm a bit older and a bit greyer and balder than when you
last saw me. Plus I don't really have the energy I used to have."
She just giggled and said she was sure I would "rise to the
challenge".
"Yeah." I said. "Just so long as you don't mind a waistline that's a
few inches wider these days! Not to mention my total lack of muscle
tone...everything is sagging, my teeth are a bit yellowed and I am
developing jowls like a Great Dane!"
She laughed and told me to stop being so silly. She teased me saying
that tubby, grey haired, older men were cute, and she was sure I would
still be a great lover.
Anyway, she giggled and said, "I've put on a few pounds myself!"
So I hung up!