Quandary

So you've got the lovely lady back to your shag pad, put on the Barry White CD, sprayed the room with Febreeze to get rid of the smell of stale jizz and you get down to the bad thing.

Only she goes and has a heart attack half way through and dies. I know, inconvenient eh?

Question is do you carry on while she is still warm and pretend she karked it post coitus or do you do the decent thing and whip it out, finish on her tay tays and clean up the mess with her knickers?

 

Ye phones the mates and tell them there's a free shag on the go

 

This is why I always conduct romantic liaisons in derelict buildings. It's a simple matter to depart the scene whether someone has snuffed it or not.