A man is jogging in the park when he comes across a 98 year old man weeping on a park bench. The jogger stops to see if he is ok. The old man replies "Life couldn't be better. I'm living with a nineteen year old nymphomaniac! In the morning when I wake up we have sex. Then she brings me breakfast in bed. After breakfast we have sex again and I have my mid-morning nap." He continued "We normally eat out for lunch at a nice restaurant and then it's back into bed for 'afters'. Then I spend the afternoon watching sports or old movies before she cooks dinner for me..." "...Oh, did I mention she was a gourmet chef? After dinner we have sex again and I finally collapse in bed exhausted and ready for a re****l nights sleep." Surprised, the jogger asks "That's my idea of bliss! Why in the world are you so upset?" Through his tears the old man weeps "I can't remember where I live!".

 

 

I wonder if such a woman exists?

 

Not on this planet