A Girl Asks for Lift, But with a Twist

Janet had arrived at that age of 50 and, like every woman she paid constant attention to her image in the mirror. Noticing and worrying about those few age lines she decided, like many other women these days, to have a light face-lift because it would give her a real boost in life. She had the money to cover the costs of the face-lift and booked the surgery.
Obviously there was time frame following the face lift before she would present her new image to the world in general. By that time however, her vain womanly reviews in the mirror indicated an excellent result. She felt good, she was a new woman, even her husband approved, so she felt ready to impress all and sundry with her new face lift. Being a woman however, she still had to seek further independent assurance.
Venturing out for the first time since her face-lift Janet visited the local supermarket, gathered her shopping and, while at the payment desk casually asked the operator 'what age do you think I am?' 'Oh! About 32' the operator replied. Janet felt over the moon, 'I'm 50 actually she replied' with a nice smile of satisfaction.
Next the pharmacy where she plucked up the courage to asks the fellow there what age he thought she was - '29' came the reply. With her confidence now blooming 'Actually I'm 50' she told the fellow. 'Well miss I would never have placed you at that age' he replied. Janet was now on the way to a state of euphoria her face lift was indeed a success.
Feeling on top of the world she pops into her local MacDonald's for a quick lunch and, once again was unable to refrain from asking the young serving girl to assess her age. Once again her confidence was assured at the reply of 35 or less. 'I'm 50 actually' she told the server with some womanly pride.
After lunch Janet, with a bounce in her step, set of to get the bus home. As she waited at the bus stop and elderly man came up and stood waiting along side. Being a woman, Janet just had to have another opinion on her face lift and plucked up the courage to strike up a conversation where she could casually slip the question as to how old he thought she might be.
Well my dear he replied, I'm nearly 70 years old and my eyesight is not the best. However, from experience I do know one guaranteed way to tell the exact age of any woman. That was an intriguing statement for any mere mature woman and of course her natural inbuilt female curiosity demanded that she ask him how. "Well my dear, it's a little bit personal in that I can only do so by feeling your breasts and that might be somewhat embarrassing for you' the elderly man replied




A Girl Asks for Lift, But with a Twist by Aman_Asif