"Finally, some action," Lydia mused to herself, her excitement building as she made her way toward the encounter.
She couldn't help but think, 'Younger partners this time, and a girl who enjoys me seeing, pissing myself? This could be quite the fun...ha I can't wait.' The anticipation of what lay ahead was enough to get her in the mood.
Lydia looked down at herself, taking in her aging body and the gray hair on her head. She questioned herself, 'Is this fine? Mixing it up with these young folks? Am I too old for this stuff? What if they're grossed out by my old body?'
Her long, casual dress, though, complemented her mature demeanor and accentuated her figure, a reminder that she still had a certain charm despite her years.
