Rather Wild
Fuck, I am seventy years old. Fuck, I have cataracts that need to be removed. Fuck, I am really feeling my age. My hands shake, I take twenty capsules a day (four prescriptions) for a neuromuscular disorder. Lately I’m noticing more droops around my chin and neck area. I have to remember to raise my head back for pictures. I am so vain.
Honestly, I don’t think I have near the interest in sex that my husband has. I am not sure if it’s my conditioning or my age. I love him, this one I call Mike, madly, and we’ve been married nearly forty-one years. And I still want to have sex with him, but not as often as he does. I don’t have near the sexual fantasies he shares with me.