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< < < <There's an old couple, both in their 80's, on a < <sentimental holiday back to the place where they first < <met. They're sitting in a pub when he says to her < <"Do you remember the first time we had sex together, < <over fifty years ago? We went behind the bar. You < <leaned against the fence and I made love to you from < <behind." < < < < "Yes, she say, "I remember it well." < < < <"OK," he says, "How about taking a stroll round there < <again and we can do it for old times sake?" < < < <"Ooh Henry, you devil, that sounds like a good idea", < <she answers. < < < <There's a man sitting at the next table listening to < <all this, having a chuckle to himself. He thinks, < <"I've got to see this, two old timers having sex < <against a fence. So he follows them. < < < <They walk haltingly along, leaning on each other for < <support, aided by walking sticks. Finally they get to < <the back of the bar and make their way to the fence. < <The old lady lifts her skirt, takes her knickers down < <and the old man drops his trousers. She turns around < <and as she hangs on to the fence, the old man moves < <in. Suddenly they erupt into the most furious sex the < <watching man has ever seen. They are bucking and < <jumping like eighteen-year-olds. This goes on for < <about forty minutes. < < < <She's yelling "Ohhh God!" He's hanging on to her hips < <for dear life. This is the most athletic sex < <imaginable. Finally, they both collapse panting on < <the ground. The guy watching is amazed. He thinks he < <has learned something about life that he didn't know. < < < <After about half an hour of lying on the ground < <recovering, the old couple struggle to their feet and < <put their clothes back on. The guy, still watching < <thinks, 'That is amazing, he was going like a train. < <I've got to ask him what his secret is.' < < < <As the couple pass, the guy says to them, "That was < <something else, you must have been shagging for about < <forty minutes. How do you manage it? Is there some < <sort of secret?" < < < <"No, there's no secret", the old man says, "except < <fifty years ago that fucking fence wasn't electric." <
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