This kind of thing has been happening since Adam and Eve were swinging from trees. B. Joyce is a mature, worldly man and obviously capable of creating viable, intelligent, offspring. If I was a young woman, my instincts would also lead me to desire being impregnated by such a bull of a man, even though, nay, ESPECIALLY though, he is already married. And if I was B. Joyce, I'd be thinking of the cemetery plot awaiting not so far off in the future, and wondering if loving and making babies with a healthy younger woman would not be a better pastime than playing golf and fishing and slowing fading away with boredom. There is no need to dispense with his wife though, she is obviously a good woman. and quite capable of understanding mother nature and keeping things calm with her husband. I'm rooting for him and his pregnant mistress.
