My horny old biddies

”“When?” I asked?“Wednesday, come by at two, and we can have a few hands of bridge.”“I’ll have to clear it with Mr. Drew. He’s probably not going to be too happy paying me to sit here and play cards with you and your friends. In fact, he’s probably furious that it’s taken me so long to move a few boxes.”“Don’t worry about Mr. Drew, Bob I’ll phone him and clear you coming to play cards with us,”“You can do that?” I asked.“Sure I can,” she ended smiling, “you see I own this retirement home, so Mr. Drew works for me, and I suppose so do you, so what I do with your time is none of his…
My horny old biddies