Somehow, it’s all supposed to make sense.
Sex is for the long game. The passion brings babies and the babies grow up.
They discover passion and sex and babies. Those babies are your grandchildren
whom you hold and hug and listen to. Their dreams are now your dreams.
Cycles, you know.
Not exactly ready for any grand babies… Also not expecting anymore babies of my own. Eek.
Yeah, I know. All in good time.
slave sindee said:
for me it is my 2 great grandsons and i don’t think i am old yet 68
That’s my point!