A violent storm was rattling around the county and due to the dreadful weather John Cooper had an unwelcome guest in the form of his ex-wife Lisa.
Thunder clapped loudly overhead, and lighting flashes
lit the sky.
He was lying on his side with his back to the door and
had a great view through the open curtains.
John had been in bed for maybe an hour drifting in and
out of sleep when he heard the bedroom door slowly open and then close again,
so he looked over his shoulder and a figure was standing by the bed.
“Lisa?” he said, “what’s the matter?”
“It’s so cold” she said, “and the thunder frightened
me”.
“Ok get in with me” he said, “but no funny business”.
“No funny business” She agreed, and Lisa slipped under
the covers and immediately farted.
“That’s not a good start” John said.
“Sorry” she said and giggled as she pressed so close
against him it was like he had a second skin.
Two hours after her entry into his bed was accompanied
by a fart, she left it with her a farting fanny.
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