A widowed, crusty old Infantryman had been dating a proper lady for a while.* Urged on by their friends, they decided it would be a good idea to get married and share living expenses.* Before they proceeded with any plans they went out to dinner and had a long conversation regarding how their marriage might work.* They discussed finances, living arrangements and so on.** Finally, the old Infantryman decided it was
time to broach the subject of their physical relationship.
“How do you feel about sex?” he asked,
“I would like it infrequently”* she replied.
The old boy sat quietly for a moment, leaned over towards her and whispered – “Is that one word or two?”
time to broach the subject of their physical relationship.
“How do you feel about sex?” he asked,
“I would like it infrequently”* she replied.
The old boy sat quietly for a moment, leaned over towards her and whispered – “Is that one word or two?”
