Try this on

The old woman sits topless, reminiscing, by the pool.

She is ancient, a renegade, non-conformist.

Nowadays they were calling them modern day women.

Disgusted at the thought, they didn’t even know what that meant.

Where was I fifty, even sixty years ago, she wonders.

I was a growing concern at fifty, she confesses, in trouble at every turn.

Hell, she thinks, I would have had fun here even thirty years ago.

Where is that damn kid anyway?

Thirty years old and he is still, will always be a kid.

In her eyes. Ah, yes, her failing eyes.

He has left her momentarily to fend for herself in this faraway lust haven.

Mindless, off on loftier pursuits of fulfilling the flesh.

What had she been thinking of anyway?

Oh hell, it didn’t really matter even if she could remember.

She would be doing more at this age, if she could, more than the kid could even imagine, her grandson that is.

The light of her life – at this stage of the game at least.

It was true, she had been there, and done that.

Just try me, she’d say.

Try me on for size was more like it.

Yet, here she sits naked, unknowingly in front of the live internet cam for all the world to see.

Maybe her kids would see, she later wickedly thinks.

Perhaps her senses were failing her too – oh hell she quickly retorts.

At least I won’t know the difference.
For now she sits, content, knowing that yes, she had been there, and done that.