Two elderly women had been having a friendly lunch when the subject turned to s*x.
“You know, John and I have been having some s*xual problems”, Linda told her friend.
“That’s amazing!” Mary replied, “So have Tom and I.” …
“ We’re thinking of going to an s*x therapist”, said Linda. ….
“Oh, we could never do that! We’d be too embarrassed!”, responded Mary. “But after you go, will you please tell me how it went?” …
Several weeks passed, and the two friends met for lunch again.
“So how did the s*x therapy work out, Linda?”, Mary asked.
“Things couldn’t be better!” Linda exclaimed.
“We began with a physical exam, and afterwards the doctor said he was certain he could help us. He told us to stop at the grocery store on the way home and buy a bunch of grapes and a dozen donuts. He told us to sit on the floor nude and toss the grapes and donuts at each other. Every grape that went into my [email protected], John had to get it out with his tongue. Every donut that I ringed his pen!s with, I had to eat. Our s*x life is wonderful, in fact, it’s better than it’s ever been!”
With that endorsement, Mary talked her husband into an appointment with the same-s*x therapist.
After the physical exams were completed the doctor called Mary and Tom into his office.
“I’m afraid there is nothing I can do for you,” he said.
“But doctor,” Mary complained,
“you did such good for Linda and John, surely you must have a suggestion for us!
Please, please, can’t you give us some help? Any help at all?”
“Well, OK,” the doctor answered.
“On your way home, I want you to stop at the grocery store and buy a sack of apples and
a box of Cheerios…..”