Heading to the mall, you soon find yourself at Victoria's secret, and notice quite a few cute young things inside.
You decide to make yourself a few years older, and soon you are a handsome man of 35.
Heading on inside, you browse through the clothing as if you are looking for something for that special someone.
"May I like, help you?" a sales girl walks up and asks.
"Why don't we talk about it over dinner at my place later," you reply mischieviously.
"I realy couldn't sir you are much too old for me, and besides it really isn't accpetable to fraternize with the customers."
"Well then, I'll just have to make you older then, ha, ha , ha," you answer and the next moment the girl finds herself racing through time.
"And just what is that supposed to mean?" she demands, amazed how her voice has changed, and unsure what is actually going on.
"Why don't you see for yourself," you reply, pointing her toward a nearby mirror.
As she passes your current age, she turns to see her reflection and gasps,"I'm...I'm...Older...oh no, how old am I going to get..." the now much more matronly woman asks.
"Oh, I thought you might continue to age to 100, unless you are willing to go with me later."
"Yeah, I guess I could..."she answers, as she stops aging at 50.
"...though, are you sure you really want to be seen with me the way I loook now? Look at me, my curls are now blonish/gray, I've got a second chin and crow's feet,my butt is huge, and I'm experiencing hot flashes."
"I think you look just fine, though if you are so unsure I could make a little adjustment in here for you."
"Now let's seal this deal with a kiss," you add as you embrace and kiss her for a moment that seems to go on forever, your tongue halfway down her throat before you come up for air.
"Okay," she replies in a daze," I guess so honey."
And with that you...