be dropping by on Saturday. That he had something special he wanted to share with me. I never dreamed it would be sex. Not at my age." Mandy studied her mother-in-law. Petite, with a still handsome figure. Her face was lined, but she was only . . ? "Sixty-five" Said the elder woman, as if reading her mind. "Libby, I hope I look as good as you when I get . . to that point." "Thank you dear, it's just genetics, my mother was of the same good stock. She called us minxes. But