I'm standing at the checkout of my local supermarket behind an old dear. She must be in her eighties and still looking good. She has, I observe, a certain style going on and I am sort of thinking how, when I reach that age, I'd be happy to look something like her. We have the usual medley of trashy magazines next to us and I see she is looking past me at a particular glossy front cover. My eyes follow hers to see what ridiculous image or headline has caught her attention. It is a handsome couple from a popular dating show on tv announcing their love for each other. I have to say I had no idea who they are but I do recognize the name of the show.
She looks at me and says,
"He's a virgin you know!" I ask her to repeat what she just said as I'm not sure I heard her correctly.
"Yes, he's a virgin," she says again and then starts telling me all about the show and how his particular religion stipulates no sexual relations before marriage. We spend a couple of minutes debating his religion.
This lady is really sharp, totally sane, witty and is cracking me up. Once again, I hope that at her age I am considered to have all of these qualities.
As she moves towards the register and away from the magazine stand she takes a last longing look at the scantily-clad, muscular, young, supple man and says with a twinkle in her eye,
"He wouldn't be if I was around, I can tell you that."
Priceless. I will never forget that old lady. Her apparent love of fun conversation and more to the point of hot, young men makes me feel a little less anxious about the inevitable road to old age. How wonderful to know that there need not be any expiry date on having feelings of lustful desire and of bringing a little spice to every day life.
Ally has been a supporter of ysv since the beginning. She loves reading the stories and has made several comments. This is her first time writing a piece and she intends to write more now she has got going.