"I ate 3 plates of beans (which I know I
shouldn't).
When I got to my fiancé's place for
dinner,he
seemed excited to see me and exclaimed
delightedly "Darling I have a surprise for you
tonight". He then blindfolded me and led me
to
my chair at the dinning table. I took a seat
and
just as he was about to remove my
blindfold, the
telephone rang. He made me promise not to
touch the blindfold until he returned and
went to
answer the call.
The beans I had consumed was still
affecting me
and the pressure was becoming unbearable,
so
while my
fiancé was out of the room I seized the
opportunity, shifted my weight to one leg
and let
one go. It was not only loud, but it smelled
like a
fertilizer truck running over a skunk in front
of a
garbage dump! I took my napkin from my
lap and
fanned the air around me vigorously. Then,
shifting to the other leg, I ripped off three
more.
The stink was worse than cooked cabbage.
Keeping my ears carefully tuned to the
conversation in the other room, I went on
releasing atomic bombs like this for another
few
minutes. The pressure was indescribable!
Eventually the telephone farewells signaled
the
end of my freedom, so I quickly fanned the
air a
few more times with my napkin, placed it on
my
lap and folded my hands back on
it feeling very relieved and pleased with
myself.
My face must have been the picture of
innocence
when my fiancé returned, apologizing for
taking
so long. He asked me if I had peeped
through the
blindfold, and I assured
him I had not. At this point, he removed the
blindfold.
To my utmost surprise, twelve dinner guests
including his Mum and Dad were seated
around
the table, with hands holding their noses.....
If you were in her shoes,
What will you do???
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