It didn't take The Boar long to free himself from his wives ties. "Probably...", he thought, "... because Daphne doesn't have a dominant fiber in her entire body..."
Professor Isaac B. Forester, as his real name went, slowly rose to his knees. He padded his wife on the shoulder. "Well tried, dear, well tried..." She looked down smiling, shy as ever, and clearly happy that this part was over.
He looked over his shoulder.
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