“Oakley, do you still find me sexy?”
“Uh, well, sure, I guess. Why are you lounging around in that skimpy nightgown? It’s 10 degrees outside.”
(SMILES COYLY) “I thought maybe you could warm me up.”
“Oh, lord, Roxy. I just had my 81st birthday, and I’m undergoing chemotherapy. How MUCH can you expect from one man?”
“Excuses, excuses. Always excuses.”
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