Once settled in, Michael quizzed his wife over what to do in his palatial digs. 'Do you want to go swimming?' he asked mid-bed snuggle. 'I don't think I brought bathers,' she replied, but Michael had her covered. 'Didn't you?
I might have a pair.' Yep. You read correct. 'Whose are they? Whose bathers are they?' she snapped, understandably confused as to why he would house communal cossies.
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