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.




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