I'm so excited to be home from work. I am wearing shiny golden leggings and a crop top and I pace back and forth in front of you. I go on and on about my day and about what we should do over the weekend. It's finally Friday and I'm excited to party and also relax. As I ramble on, I stop occasionally to push out a loud bubbly fart! Sometimes, I stop mid word or sentence, fart and then grunt out the rest of what I was saying... as if I was still trying to push the rest of the fart out. You, of course, are used to this behavior. I like being comfortable and that means getting to be casual abou...

I'm so excited to be home from work. I am wearing shiny golden leggings and a crop top and I pace back and forth in front of you. I go on and on about my day and about what we should do over the weekend. It's finally Friday and I'm excited to party and also relax. As I ramble on, I stop occasionally to push out a loud bubbly fart! Sometimes, I stop mid word or sentence, fart and then grunt out the rest of what I was saying... as if I was still trying to push the rest of the fart out. You, of course, are used to this behavior. I like being comfortable and that means getting to be casual about passing gas in front of you! Soon I pull up a chair, cross my legs and continue to talk to you while ripping ass. This time I'd pause what I was saying, lean to the side, fart and then carry on. Finally, I stand and inform you that I'm going to go get ready for the evening. But before I leave, I bend over completely, rip one last long and loud fart, and leave the room.