Going Fishin’
Introduction:
A tale with a twist
Two days before the group is to leave, Frank’s wife puts her foot down and tells him he isn’t going. Frank’s friends are very upset that he can’t go but, what can they do…
Two days later the three get to the camping site only to find Frank sitting there with a tent set up, firewood gathered, and fish cooking on the fire. “Damn man! How long you been here and how did you talk your wife into letting you go?”
“Well, I’ve been here since yesterday. The night before yesterday evening I was sitting in my chair and my wife came up behind and put her hands over my eyes and said ‘guess who’?” I pulled her hands off and she was wearing a brand new see through nightie.
She took my hand and took me to our bedroom. The room had two dozen candles and rose pedals all over.
She had handcuffs and ropes on the bed! She told me to tie and cuff her to the bed and I did. And then she said “Do whatever you want!”
“So here I am.”
