Jerry was obsessed with his wife's derriere. It was the perfect circumference and thickness. The greatest ass he had ever seen. But he also understood how dangerous it could be, like a volcano that could erupt toxic smoke at any moment. He likened it to a star, a giant, hot ball of explosive gas. In many ways, he viewed himself as Icarus, tempted to fly too close to a farting sun that would become his ultimate demise. But Jerry didn't care. He reached out and grabbed that booty every chance he could. He had the bruises to show for it.
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Very Short Stories & Drabbles Part 2
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