Florence sat on the edge of the bed, she was bare. She was smiling as she coated her lips with chocolate flavour. Then rolling over to her roly-poly friend she planted a big chocolate kiss and said 'what do I taste like'.
'That's an easy one' he said 'chocolate!'
Florence reached down and took in hand the smallest bag of nuts she had ever fondled and the real smile slipped from behind the smile that still sprawled itself across her face.
'Oh dear' she thought..........