was always going to deliver a Barnsley blow job in revenge
for the night when I used her new white designer dress to muffle a fart, after enjoying a one-on-one romp.
The fart was a controlled blockbuster
, but the sad proof of the detonation was clear for all to see when the next morning
she strode proudly out of my apartment onto the
street, where the neighbours had a good laugh at all the shit
up the back of her dress.