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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