sex with strangers?

A woman stood next in line behind S. and me in the express lane at the grocery store.

She was hunched over and wobbly, carrying a bulge in that special space between her shoulders where people over the age of 70 tend to wear their age. She had a warm and open presence. Her smile engulfed the little bit of face that peeked out from under a wide brimmed hat. She peered intently at us, her body positively bubbling with a desire to engage in conversation.

She lay her four items on the conveyor belt.

one package of beef tongues, extra large
one cantaloupe
one small package of ground meat
one box of Trojan condoms


and later in the car, S. and I pondered her choice of grocery items....


S. Did you see what was on the conveyor?
me: Some kind of bloody meat.
S.: It was tongue. Beef tongues. I read the label.
me: Aww, ew. Beef tongues. That's disgusting!
S.: yeah, beef tongues. and condoms.

laughter

me: she's planning a hot date! ; )
S.: She does realize that she is past menopause.
I mean, condoms aren't necessary unless she is worried about catching a disease.

we both pause

S.: Imagine, being 70 years old and having sex with strangers.