Seventy-one-year-old Marie was watching Timothy mowing her lawn. He was nineteen and did odd jobs for Marie. The son of Marie's friend Margaret. Marie smiled and thought to herself, "If only I was fifty years younger." She caught herself holding her breast. A finger on her nipple. "Act your age," Marie said out loud. There hadn't been a man in Marie's life since her husband passed ten
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