Not too shabby for a woman my age

By spraying a herbicide on a precious flower, Clark did not expect a fairy to inflict a curse on her beauty.

So, the next day, when he went to work like every Friday at Chantale's, 56 years old, and cougar gave her, as usual, her charm number in the absence of her husband, things went differently...

("Bizarre, for once, Clark seems to look at me with envy") Chantale thought

"Clark, I did some sport recently. Don't you I have already lost a lot of weight?"

("Oh my... he's speechless. And all red. That's cute !")

"You know... my husband will not be at home until 8PM"

"Not too shabby for a woman my age, don't you think ?"