Shortly after they were married, Preeto was complaining to her mother about Banta's insatiable sexual appetite. "He wants to do it fifteen times a day -- anytime, anyplace, anywhere; on the table, on the stairs, on the sofa, in the car, in the morning, in the afternoon, and in the evening. I can barely walk anymore." The mother advises her daughter to tell him she's on her period, which seems like a good idea. So that evening, when Banta comes home from work, he proceeds to undress himself and Preeto. She stops him, "I'm sorry sweetie, but it's that time of the month." Banta gets up, looks at her and says, "It's all good honey. I understand." He puts on a robe and walks away. Preeto is somewhat surprised at Banta's mature reaction, but a few minutes later, he returns holding two glasses and a bottle of Whiskey. So she asks, "What's going on dear?" "We're celebrating!", he replies. "Celebrating? What exactly are we celebrating?" she asks. "Oral Sex Week!" |