Fred was in love his new girl. He was proud when she walked onto the trap line. That's my gal he would tell the club members. He told the guys she wanted to save some things for marriage. Of course he explained that he was sharing trapshooting and thus she should share more as well. As the weeks went by we asked how the sharing and saving was going. He told us about a petting session that seemed to go somewhere but not far enough. She was saving that she said. Frustrating he told us. The following week he shared skeet with her. Touched boobs that week. No further she said. We have to talk about what we are saving for marriage. We felt badly for Fred. Fred shared sporting clays with her. Fred told us about running his hands up her thighs. It was fun he said...then came the statement that we have to talk about what we are saving for marriage. Damn frustrating Fred said. Last week after showing his girl the sport of 5 stand, he thought this should be his big night. On the drive to her place he thought it necessary to have that talk about what they should save for marriage. Smart guy Fred. Fred got to the point. I have been thinking about what we should save for marriage. How about anal sex? Lets save that for marriage? "Anal sex!?" she yelled and repeated. "Let's save that for the divorce." Fred's still single. Haven't seen her around for a while.
