I sent it to you to allow you to forward it to those who are. I figured your sense of humor could handle it.We senior citizens don't need any more gad...ets. The TV remote and the garage door remote are about all we can handle.No virus found in this message.This one is from LarryRaising ChildrenWhenever your kids are out of control you can take comfort from this thought.After creating heaven and earth, God created Adam and Eve.And the first thing he said was: "Don't" Don't what?" Adam. My wife pulled back her strap to the edge of her shoulder and we ordered another drink. Twice more in the bar she let her strap fall for me as though it was accidental, once just before our drinks waiter returned so that as he brought our drinks, her nipple just popped into view for him. His eyes happily dropped as he openly took advantage of what was being shown to him. The short walk back to our hotel was also very memorable; her strap just kept falling down and allowing many that night to. Steve was chatting to her at one point, but I didn't have an issue with that. He then must have asked her for a dance, as she suddenly went onto the dance floor with him. I looked over and it was clear she was enjoying his attention, which for the first time I was a little uncomfortable with. They were giggling, and seeing his hands around her waist every so often made me feel horrible inside. His hands would then venture onto her hips, and when she turned round every so often he would glance. “Hello, I’m Heather Reynolds,” she said.That slight glance had spoken volumes. Monica was willing to bet her paycheck that she was a total surprise and that Sylvia hadn’t told Heather anything about having invited a guest to dinner. Especially one she was trying to fix her up with.“Hi, I’m Monica Doyle, I live upstairs,” she replied. “Your aunt was kind enough to invite me to dinner.”“Nice to meet you, Monica,” Heather said, the surprise on her face now replaced by a warm smile.“Why don’t you.