A husband and wife decide their sex life has been getting stale. They discuss spicing things up with some of their personal fantasies. The husband tells his wife he has always had a rape fantasy. His wife is extremely reluctant to go along with it, but he finally wears her down. So the husband outfits himself with rope, a knife and a balaclava. He climbs into their bedroom window, looks around, but the bedroom is empty. He's about to say, "Where are you?" when WHAM! He's clocked from behind with a frying pan and drops to the floor like a rock. He hears his wife's voice: "I'm calling the cops, creep."
"What are you doing?" He bleats.
His wife says, "That's MY rape fantasy."
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