She sidled up to him and whispered in his ear, “I want you to take those trousers off right now”. “Do you dear?”, he asked expectantly, his heart racing madly. It was the middle of the afternoon, and he thought all his Sundays had come at once. “Yes”, she replied. “I need you to try these new jeans on so I can shorten them for you”. What a let down, he thought, as his heart rate returned to normal. There was nothing for it, but to turn the telly on and watch a bit of rugby. That would fill in the afternoon for him nicely.
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