That awful moment of realisation of what you've just done , when in the middle of the night you pull the quilt up to get all snuggly after farting and although it smells rank, it's ok as its yours- then just as you nod back off your husband farts and it smells not unlike the one you sniffed earlier- leaving you feeling somewhat tainted in the knowledge that may have been his fart you were previously inhaling ......
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