A man washed up on a beach after a shipwreck. Only a sheep and a sheepdog
were washed-up
with him. After looking around, he realized that they were stranded on a
deserted island.
After being there awhile, he got into the habit of taking his two animal
companions to the
beach every evening to watch the sunset.
One particular evening, the sky was a fiery red with beautiful cirrus
clouds, the breeze was
warm and gentle - a perfect night for romance.
As they sat there, the sheep started looking better
and better to the lonely man. Soon, he leaned over to the sheep and put his
arm around it.
The sheepdog, ever-protective of the sheep, growled fiercely until the man
took his
arm from around the sheep.
After that, the three of them continued to enjoy the sunsets together, but
there was no more cuddling.
A few weeks passed-by and, lo and behold, there was another shipwreck. The
only
survivor was Dianne Abbot
That evening, the man brought Dianne to the evening beach ritual. It was
another beautiful
evening - red sky, cirrus clouds, a warm and gentle breeze - perfect for a
night of romance.
Pretty soon, the man started to get those feelings again. He fought the
urges as long as he
could but he finally gave-in and leaned over to Dianne and told her he
hadn't had sex for months.
Dianne batted her eyelashes and asked if there was anything she could do
for him.
He said, 'Take the dog for a walk.
were washed-up
with him. After looking around, he realized that they were stranded on a
deserted island.
After being there awhile, he got into the habit of taking his two animal
companions to the
beach every evening to watch the sunset.
One particular evening, the sky was a fiery red with beautiful cirrus
clouds, the breeze was
warm and gentle - a perfect night for romance.
As they sat there, the sheep started looking better
and better to the lonely man. Soon, he leaned over to the sheep and put his
arm around it.
The sheepdog, ever-protective of the sheep, growled fiercely until the man
took his
arm from around the sheep.
After that, the three of them continued to enjoy the sunsets together, but
there was no more cuddling.
A few weeks passed-by and, lo and behold, there was another shipwreck. The
only
survivor was Dianne Abbot
That evening, the man brought Dianne to the evening beach ritual. It was
another beautiful
evening - red sky, cirrus clouds, a warm and gentle breeze - perfect for a
night of romance.
Pretty soon, the man started to get those feelings again. He fought the
urges as long as he
could but he finally gave-in and leaned over to Dianne and told her he
hadn't had sex for months.
Dianne batted her eyelashes and asked if there was anything she could do
for him.
He said, 'Take the dog for a walk.