Peggy was decidedly downbeat when she met Barb for their morning coffee klatch. “What’s on your mind, girlfriend?” her friend wondered. Peggy shook her head dolefully. “I can’t get Bob to go down on me. If only he’d do that one little thing, our marriage and happiness would be complete.”

Barb pondered the problem as Peggy refilled her mug. “Well, have you tried a scented douche?” Peggy admitted that she hadn’t. “Worked for me,” said Barb.

Later, at the drugstore, Peggy took the plunge, with only the tiniest twinge of embarrassment as the handsome checker rang up her purchase.

That night Bob suspected something was up when he got his favorite dinner and desert served up with candlelight and wine. When dinner was through, Peggy looked at Bob seductively over her coffee cup. “Honey, I got a surprise for you today, I bought a scented douche.”

“Great, honey,” he said, delighted, for this indeed had been the problem, “what scent?”

“Tuna,” she said, smilingly shyly.



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