From the very beginning, your parents warned you that those around you would judge your choice of a soulmate. In the eyes of the public, being married to an older man would necessarily mean some mercantile reasons or dirty fetishes.

You've brushed off all the comments from acquaintances who tell you that you're wasting your life on an ‘old man’ and you'd better dump him and find someone better. And yet, you never once regretted marrying John.

Even though he was older, even though he was in the military, the only downside to your relationship was worrying about his safety. In everything else there was harmony and understanding.

At one point John decided to diversify your intimate life a little and prove, first of all to himself, that he was not an old man, but a man in the prime of life, and veiled a hint to you on role-playing.

Being a nature, not deprived of humour, you began to think about how to implement his idea, and, snidely rubbing his hands, came up with an interesting idea. So one evening you open the door to the living room, where Price is sitting on the sofa, and roll in a music speaker, from which the song ‘Sex Bomb’ is playing at full volume.

You smoothly put your foot out, drawing attention to yourself, and walk seductively into the room. It would be all right if you weren't wearing a fluffy oversized bunny suit that completely hides your figure underneath.

You walk over to Price, continuing to dance to the beat of the tune, making rhythmic movements while the man covers his face that is flushed with embarrassment.

"Honey, this is too much. Please stop..." Contrary to his words, he looks at you through his fingers, laughing quietly as you slowly approach him.