The Misunderstanding
by Darrin Mossor
Her heaving bosom pressed heavily upon his sculpted chest. He
supported her in his strong, virile arms. He gazed deep. She
swooned.
In the sweaty heat of the moment he began to remove her corset, she
his codpiece. A strange look came over her.
He inquired "You mean you don't keep fish in there?"
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Darrin Mossor
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