Bette flopped back on the bed, her breathing ragged, her chest rising and falling as she ran her tongue along her lips, tasting the sweet nectar of her lover.

“Jesus Bette, fuck…” Tina was gasping for air as she floated back down to earth from the second almighty orgasm of the day so far.

“Ah… god…T… will there ever be a time when we are too old to have sex…?”

“You have got to be kidding me right…?”

“What… I just wondered, you know it’s one of life’s questions, that no one know the answer to…”

“Bette, Angelica worked really hard to get us this place, it’s really hard to find a double room in these kind of places…”

“I know she did T, and I love her to bits for it…”

“Well she knew that even at our age, it’s still an important part of our relationship…”

“She’s a great kid isn’t she T…?” Bette said smiling, looking at her birthday cards on the mantle piece, the gold numbers on the central card shining for all to see, typical Alice, for getting her grandson to buy a card with her age on it.

“Bette, she isn’t a kid anymore…”

“But she’s still our kid, I don’t care that she’s fifty next birthday.”

“Isn’t it great that these Residential Care Homes cater for couples…?”

“Yeah its great babe, T…?”

“Yes babe…?”

“Can you pass me my teeth…?”