Sunday, April 03, 2022
Male drives,
so stands she next to
garaged Camry. Wood
radio intones how tell Lady
she smells? Now, Bartram
answering “Easy! Say
Jill-Ann you stink!
(More such areas than men:
who top you in PUTRID, not
Geography)” Takes “Forest-
Mist” from oily shelf, and prom-
ises “NO PEEK!” Then backs out.
“Maybe later?” she laughs,
coyly pushing red thing down.
Labels: couple, female odors, frankness, male odors
