Elder Justice

Katie was inside, shopping for a few pharmaceutical needs. Aging was hell, she'd learned, and every trip was filled with creams and medications. Most importantly of all, Viagra.

When she exited the store, she saw a few white youths surrounding her husband. It wasn't violent, but it was clear they were excising some frustration on him verbally. She gripped the bag, stomping over.

"Get the fuck out of here old man," the oldest, a blonde male, said, frowning at the Black elder. "Go back to your side of town."

"Excuse me," Katie hissed. "This man is my husband." She gripped Curtis's hand, leading him back to their car. The old Black man smiled lecherous, letting his free hand slide up Katie's skirt to grip her naked ass while the whites could only gawk.