Despite her protests that we should sleep upstairs, I insisted we stay downstairs. We had shut it the night before. And is it any better to have your bottom pinched or your breasts squeezed by a dirty young man than a dirty old man? In defence of 'dirty old men' Cosmo Landesman. The joy of less sex Julie Burchill.
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The house was previously owned by a woman named Virginia.
I’m nearly 60. I’m still interested in sex. Is that a problem?
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