Grandpa’s Fishing Trip

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My Grandpa and I went fishing yesterday. We love spending time together, and he brought a few of his friends to come along with us. I was sitting by the edge of the lake, watching the fish dart around, when my Grandpa beckoned me over. “Let me teach you about bait, Fanny,” he said to me. “Look at that short little skirt you’re wearing.” He gestured down at my outfit. I looked, too. “You can catch men with that apparel, because they’ll want to bend you right over, flip up your skirt, and fuck you very well.” I nodded, enjoying my lesson. Grandpa continued. “Fish are sort of like men, Fanny. There’s a lot of fish in the sea, but when it comes to this man,” he explained, pointing to himself, “you’re the only one I want to catch and mount back at my place.” Grandpa finished his lecture and I gave him a great big kiss on the lips, happy to have such a wonderful male influence in my life.

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