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Martin & Harriet - Ankles and Sex

 

Do my ankles look swollen, Martin?

Maybe a little puffy, dear. Although you've always had gorgeous gams. Are you eating right?

Not so much lately. I seem to be distracted.

Ah, off your feed then, Harriet?

God, Martin, that makes it sound like I’m a horse. 

Sorry, Dear. 

Oh, well. 

I’d rub your feet for you if I had substance, Harriet. 

Yes, I know you would, dear. I appreciate the thought, even if your hands are misty memories now. You always were fairly good at it, too. I loved some of the spots you so cleverly hit. Weakened my knees, I tell you.

Well, finally! A comment from you that isn’t in some way making my manhood feel even more insubstantial. 

Don’t be stupid, Martin. You know you were always a fairly adequate lover.

Fairly adequate… well, don’t get too effusive there, Harriet. Wouldn’t want you to muss your hair in the excitement. 

Give me a large break here Martin. I can’t help it if you decided to marry a bitch.

Uh, …

Ha! I finally rendered you speechless. 

Bitch…

Quite right, Martin. Quite right.

 

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