He clambered into her bed,
anticipating the just rewards he'd hoped for. While she tucked her young'ens down for the night, he spread the linens just right so as to accentuate what minute girth he wasn't really blessed with. He tap-tapped away on the device she had given him and swapped advice with another lady he hoped would be in town come Saturday. It's only Tuesday he thought silently while listening for her footsteps to descend from upstairs. She let the dogs out and double checked the locks. As she slid into the sheets, he grabbed her hand and slid it d o w n to his freshly shorn briar. "Surprise!" He whispered, "I was bored at the hotel last night." Manscaping wasn't exactly his specialty, but he had a special lady on the hook that his current one was aloof to. Two birds, one stone, he figured. He always enjoyed a good bargain. Something for nothing, they say.
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