Gene Goldfarb

Civil Sex

Commentator: If ladies were only ladies, and gentlemen, still gentlemen, this is how it would play out…

She is luxuriating in her bed as he approaches, coming from his bedroom.

He: May I join you?

She: You have only to ask, love.

He: I would further request–

She: I thought you’d never ask. Of course.

He: I’m having trouble. It’s a little tight down there.

She: Don’t worry. I’ll provide some liquidity.

He: It’s working. With a bit of a push, I’ll be in.

She: There. I think you’ve got it.

He: There, I’m in. Oh, the gates of heaven have sprung for me.

She: I knew you’d succeed.

He: It’s warm.

She: I’m sure that’s the way you like it.

He: Ah! The squash of unwashed don’t know what they’re missing.

She: Now, that I’ve got you by your nether parts, it’s a thrill.

He: No. I don’t mind it a bit. This is bliss.

Commentator: And that’s how it’s done among the upper classes.

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