This has to stop

The middle-aged man stood in the doorway.  ‘This has to stop!’

‘What?’ replied an elderly man, sitting up.

‘This!  Her!’

‘Her name’s Jane and she can hear you.’

‘It’s disgusting.’ The man kicked at a lacy bra.

‘And you’re celibate, are you?’

‘I’m not seventy four.’

‘And neither am I,’ the woman said.  ‘I’m seventy.’

‘It’s not ... natural.’

‘I ran a half-marathon recently and I’m fit enough to bonk your dad.’

‘You should go.  I want you out of our house.’

‘My house,’ the old man said.  ‘Now either apologise, son, or shut the door on the way out.’



A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.