Jane and John had only been in their new home for a day, but they were already making progress unpacking. The sun blazed down on them, making the task even more arduous, but they were determined to get it done.
As they worked, a voice boomed over the fence that separated their yard from their 65-year-old retired neighbor, Tom's. "You useless twits! Can't you do anything right?"
Jane looked at John, intrigued. "Who's that?" she asked.
John sighed. "That's Tom. He's a bit of a character."
Jane's interest was piqued. "What do you mean?"
John shifted uncomfortably. "Well, there are rumors about him. Let's just say he's well-endowed."
Jane raised an eyebrow. "Really? How do you know?"
John blushed. "I don't. I've just heard things."
Jane was determined to find out the truth. She waited until Tom was within earshot before calling out to him. "Hey, Tom! Can I ask you something?"
Tom looked surprised but quickly regained his composure. "What is it, princess?" he sneered.
Jane ignored the insult. "I've heard rumors about you. Is it true you have a massive...you know?"
Tom's eyes widened, and then he started to laugh. "Where did you hear that?"
Jane shrugged. "Around. Is it true?"
Tom leaned closer, a wicked glint in his eye. "Why don't you come over and find out for yourself?"
Jane was shocked to find herself turned on by Tom's dirty mouth. "I don't think so," she said, trying to sound firm.
Tom didn't seem deterred. "Oh, come on. You're a frigid little princess. You need a real man to show you how it's done."
Jane's eyes flashed. "Excuse me? I'll have you know I'm a happily married woman."
Tom grinned. "I'll bet I can have you begging for more before your husband does."
Jane was intrigued and excited by the challenge. "Try it and see," she said, before turning on her heel and walking back to John.
Tom watched her go, a hungry look in his eye. This was going to be fun.
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