DISCLAIMER: Xena and Gab…not mine…Renaissance…lucky bastards…
Just a little piece of nonsense that came to me as I watched the storms blowing away the south coast of England.
“Come on, you can do it.”
“Yes you can.”
“aaa…nnnn…it’s not happening…”
“Just relax.”
“Aaa…”
“It’s the most natural thing in the world.”
“Aaaa…I can’t…sob…”
“It’ll never happen if you tense up.”
“<gasp>…aaaa…”
“Try rubbing it – it helps - honest.”
“I am…aaa….ohh…”
“Would you like me to rub it?”
“<glare>…aaaa….nnnn…”
“I’m just trying to help.”
“…aaaaaa….”
“That’s it!”
“Nnn…oh gods. Here we go….aaaa.”
“You’re nearly there!!”
“Aaa aaah <oh gods> aaaa……………..AAACHOOOOO!!!!!!”
“Xena…”
“<sniff> Oh that is so much better.”
“I’m pleased for you. But next time, could you use a handkerchief – that was disgusting.”
“<sniff>”
The End <sorry>