July dribbles - 16


The professor ducked under the counter with his soft drink carefully cradled so not a drop spilled. “Nice job,” said his wife, brandishing the half-full bottle of Duck Pond wine. “Like to see you do that maneuver with this inside you,” but the professor had more intimate maneuvers in mind.

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