little old lady

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Rob Spec C

Octane Boostaholics
Defence Attorney:
Will you please state your age?

Little Old Lady:
I am 86 years old..

Defence Attorney:
Will you tell us, in your own words, what happened the night of
April 1st?

Little Old Lady:
There I was, sitting there in my swing on my front porch on a warm
spring
Evening, when a young man comes creeping up on the porch and sat
down beside me.

Defence Attorney:
Did you know him?

Little Old Lady:
No, but he sure was friendly.

Defence Attorney:
What happened after he sat down?

Little Old Lady:
He started to rub my thigh.

Defence Attorney:
Did you stop him?

Little Old Lady:
No, I didn't stop him.

Defence Attorney:
Why not?

Little Old Lady:
It felt good. Nobody had done that since my Albert died some 30
years ago.

Defence Attorney:
What happened next?

Little Old Lady:
He began to rub my breasts.

Defence Attorney:
Did you stop him then?

Little Old Lady:
No, I did not stop him.

Defence Attorney
Why not?

Little Old Lady:
His rubbing made me feel all alive and excited. I haven't felt that
good in years!

Defence Attorney:
What happened next?

Little Old Lady:
Well, by then, I was feeling so "spicy" that I just laid down and
told him
"Take me, young man. Take me now!"

Defence Attorney:
Did he take you?

Little Old Lady:
Hell, no! He just yelled, "April Fool!" And that's when I shot him,
the little ba*tard!!
 
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