Harry and Sally met in the Brixton Iceland 8 months ago, they had both reached for the same can of baked beans, when their clammy, cloth fingers collided. The electricity between them caused the can to combust covering them both in gloopy, orange, 'special offer' bean goo. Sally lived just around the corner and offered Harry a shower to wash the tomatoey glue from his chest hair which was showing over his V neck.
Back at the flat they stripped off, Sally shampooed Harry's pubes and chest hair whilst he told her how attractive he found 'pear-shaped' women. When they were both scrubbed clean they watched 'Fresh Prince of Belair', then read each other letters from the Sunday Times's Style magazine problem page, all in the nude. They have been inseparable ever since. They love each other even though Harry has spotty balls, masturbates at the breakfast table and sometimes sleeps with other women. Sally is pretty perfect though her vagina in slightly baggy.
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