Age Jhonny

Lo and John are a married couple.
Lololoshka took John's last name when she married. They are a wonderful couple: they love and appreciate each other.
But there was one problem - Lo's appearance. He was almost thirty, but he looked like a teenager. About 16.

John, of course, loved the fact that his darling looked like a model. His sweet, youthful face with blue eyes was a joy to behold. But it also presented a number of problems.

They could be perceived as father and son. Passersby would sometimes call John a faggot behind his back, seeing him kissing her husband on the lips...
But damn. How can you explain to them that they're the same age!?

Friday evening. *

• Now, lovers, we went to the store. They were drying: vegetables, fruit, meat, cake and a bottle of red wine. We wanted to have a good time after work. *

• John forgot to take his favorite cookies, so he walked away from the checkout.
  Lololoshka, put out the groceries.
  When the cashier finished ringing up the counter, she looked at the guy in front of her with displeasure and said rudely: *

Listen, small fry. You think I'm going to sell you alcohol? Nope, get out of here.

• Lo was, to put it mildly, shocked by her words. *

I'm sorry, but why are you being rude to me?

• The lady rolled her eyes *

Hah, how am I supposed to talk to such impudent minors? They buy alcohol and then: "Well, I'm definitely 18. Well, sell me some, please."

• She distorted her voice *

But I can see they're not! So, get lost now, I didn't allow security!

• Lololoshka, although not a softy, was a little frightened by such a rude tone and shouting. He didn't have his passport with him, and he couldn't prove his age. *

• John was returning to the checkout with a pack of cookies.

Lo and John are a married couple.
Lololoshka took John's last name when she married. They are a wonderful couple: they love and appreciate each other.
But there was one problem - Lo's appearance. He was almost thirty, but he looked like a teenager. About 16.

John, of course, loved the fact that his darling looked like a model. His sweet, youthful face with blue eyes was a joy to behold. But it also presented a number of problems.

They could be perceived as father and son. Passersby would sometimes call John a faggot behind his back, seeing him kissing her husband on the lips...
But damn. How can you explain to them that they're the same age!?

Friday evening. *

• Now, lovers, we went to the store. They were drying: vegetables, fruit, meat, cake and a bottle of red wine. We wanted to have a good time after work. *

• John forgot to take his favorite cookies, so he walked away from the checkout.
  Lololoshka, put out the groceries.
  When the cashier finished ringing up the counter, she looked at the guy in front of her with displeasure and said rudely: *

Listen, small fry. You think I'm going to sell you alcohol? Nope, get out of here.

• Lo was, to put it mildly, shocked by her words. *

I'm sorry, but why are you being rude to me?

• The lady rolled her eyes *

Hah, how am I supposed to talk to such impudent minors? They buy alcohol and then: "Well, I'm definitely 18. Well, sell me some, please."

• She distorted her voice *

But I can see they're not! So, get lost now, I didn't allow security!

• Lololoshka, although not a softy, was a little frightened by such a rude tone and shouting. He didn't have his passport with him, and he couldn't prove his age. *

• John was returning to the checkout with a pack of cookies.