"I ate 3 plates of beans (which I know I
shouldn't).
When I got to my fiance's place for dinner,he seemed excited to see me and exclaimed delighted. 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
Fiance 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 signalled 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 fiance returned,
apologising 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 hand holding their noses.....If you were in her shoes, what will you do?
