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Yes, Ladies, there is intimacy after 65.  I am about to write about my Mother who says “This is the best sex I have ever had.”  She has reached heights that she has never reached before.  She waits for the moment he will walk through that door again.  She loves the way he walks and talks.  And the look he gives her {little beady eyes.} 

He smiles at her and she melts.  His touch thrills her to death.  She says he knows just how to touch her, and where. 

He stimulates her til she’s breathless.

She has never been so happy in all of her life.  She thought there would never be anyone else after my Dad passed away 11 years ago. 

She has felt things with him that she has never felt before.  He opened up a whole new world to her.

She had gotten to the point where she couldn’t sleep, or barely eat.  She stayed sick all of the time.  She hurt all over. She even hated going to bed at night, because she knew what the next day would bring.  She never enjoyed doing anything anymore.  She was lifeless.  She never smiled at anyone or spoke to anyone for fear they may notice and make fun of her for being old.  She thought everyone was looking at her.  She was so ashamed, just to be alive.  She couldn’t even feel her pulse, barely had a heartbeat. 

Then one day, this man stopped and talked to her and flirted with her.  She thought he was making fun of her too.  He came around and made passes at her.  She was so ashamed.  Then after a whole year, that’s right a whole year, of fighting her feelings, she finally gave in and their relationship is going so well now. 

He doesn’t even have to touch her or speak.  She gets a high just to look at him.  He’s everything she has ever wanted or dreamed of.  He can just drive by and she gets a chill.  He is her reason for living.  Without him, she would give up and die.  She says after they make love, that she adores lying in his arms, and snuggle and talk.  She feels so safe and all things are alright, but when he goes away,  she is sad.  She just feels so blessed and lucky that she met him when she did.  He is her rock.  She just can’t wait until he comes back, and makes the world right again for her. 

I can’t begin to tell you how she feels all the time.  She laughs a lot.  She enjoys people, she smiles a lot too. She walks down the street holding her head high.  He makes her proud and honored to be alive.  She says “I am alive, I am not a bag of old  dead bones anymore.”  She feels like somebody.  She is proud of her body.  She feels like a teenager with her first love.  When he leaves, she misses him so much.  Nothing is the same until she sees him again.  He makes her world. She is afraid to let him know how she really feels, for fear that he may leave.  She is trying not to push. 

When he touches her,  she feels as if she is on fire.  She is scared to think what would happen to her if she loses him. 

As she sits alone,  she can feel his arms around her and his body softly touching hers.  She doesn’t feel alone anymore. She wants to have him close to her with his hand in hers. 

She thanks God for sending him to her.

LADIES:  YOU DON’T NEED HELP FROM ANY TOYS {if you know what I mean} 

You can do the same-  START LIVING—- STOP DYING

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