I guess it was bound to happen
It took 20 years of mongering, but it finally happened. A fart slipped out and ruined the moment. I was visiting my therapist earlier today and somehow her skirt wound up draped over my head as she massaged my sore and tired body. I was enjoying the view until I realized that a rather unpleasant odor permeated her undies and right up my nostrils. The little minx, accidentally I hope, let one slip out. What does one do in a situation like that? She kept talking and I abruptly repositioned my head to higher ground as the smell of digested kimchee and eel quickly changed the ambience.