Carpet Cleaning, Addict Style
by Cousin Joni Latham


You are in the living room, using your old shampooer to clean the carpet.
After you have done half the room, it begins to sputter and putter then
finally stops completely.  The rug is still wet and you don't dare use your
regular vacuum to clean up the excess water.  You lean on the entertainment
center, staring at the wet mess.  You have about decided to go to the
twenty-four grocery store and rent a cleaner when the doorbell rings.

"Now, who could that be?" you wonder as you wade barefoot through the wet
carpet to answer the door.

When you pull the door open, who is standing there but Nunkies (okay, I
tried it).  He is dressed in a black suit and is carrying the answer to
your prayers -- a brand new, high-powered carpet/upholstery cleaner."

He smiles that smile and says in a low sultry voice. "Madam, may I
demonstrate our new carpet cleaner?  It is a free service, and you are
under no obligation to purchase one."

You glance back at the wet carpet, then up into those hypnotic eyes.
"Hell, why not?" you think.  The carpet needs drying, and it's a good
excuse to have him come in and stay awhile.

"Sure, come on in," you say as you step aside, so he and his equipment can
enter your home.

He walks into the living room, noticing the wet carpet and the broken
shampooer.  "I see that I have timed my visit perfectly, as usual," he
remarks, picking up and tossing the old shampooer out the door before you
close it.

As he sets up his demonstration model, you ask, "What sort of extras and
warranty does your equipment come with?"

He straightens up and turns towards you.  "Oh, Madam," Nunkies says.
"Believe me, you will be most satisfied.  There is a money back guarantee,
but I have never had a women voice any complaints against my product."

The smile he gives you sends shivers down your back which he can't help but
notice.  He reaches you in a couple of steps and places his hand on your
cheek.  It is cool against your skin and another set of shivers leaps up
and down your spine.

"Hmmm," he says, with a mischievous smile.  "I think that I should leave
the shampooer demonstration until later.  It appears that you are in more
need of the other product that I have with me."  When he finishes speaking,
he brush his cool lips against you forward.

"A-a-and what else are you selling?" you ask, trying to maintain a calm
exterior.

"Oh, I am not selling it," he says, kissing you.  "Shall we call it one of
the fringe benefits of buying a carpet shampooer."

He stares at you, and you melt under his gaze.  Before you are totally
helpless, you scream out the one word that will make everything right, "SOLD!"


Cousin Joni  joni@gte.net
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