After a good long time together in their room, the two jolly young men emerged. 'Oh there you are!', proclaimed his mother quizingly , 'what have you been up to all afternoon?'. 'Mainly fisting' replied
the chipper young lad. 'There's no need to tell me! I can see your fisticuffs, now be a
good lad and drop that shirt in the laundry basket, I'll clean the shit off your sleeves just as soon as I'm done polishing your father's dildo, you cheeky little
scamp!'