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Every lunch time we try to do a brisk mile walk around the perimeter path of the park which is right next door to workshop unit we rent. On a good day that's about sixteen minutes, on a bad day about twenty-two, today it took eighteen. As it's a lovely sunny day we were sitting on the bench in the park afterwards eating our packed lunches and as was often the case we are chatting about the girls that flock there in this lovely weather.
"Ever been with an older woman?" I asked.
"No mate, I like them young and skinny. How about you?
"See that one there in the blue; I reckon I could have her."
"Get out of here. She's like old."
"Yeah but I bet she's a bloody good fuck."
I look in his lunch box "I'll bet my orange against your chocolate bar I can walk over there and get a kiss."
He held out his hand for a fist bump.
I put my lunch down and walked the thirty metres. "Hello aunty."
She opened her eyes, "Oh hello Terry."
I sit down on the grass beside her and we chatted for a while. My mate Harry is watching well out of earshot and to wind him up I hold up my thumb. Several minutes went by.
"Well it's nice to see you Terry but I have to go back to work." We stand and kiss.