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The masquerade party was in full swing.  Everyone had on costumes and masks.  Well, there were a few exceptions to the rule.  One couple had on Cleopatra and mark Antony garb that seemed to be coming off bit by bit.  They thought no one saw them sneaking off to the private lounge area.

They walked hand in hand across the room of elegant marble and overhead crystal light fixtures to make themselves comfortable.  Suddenly the wife pulled off what was left of her caftan.  She shut the door and secured the latch.  The husband reached for her, but she pushed him away with an impish smile.

“What happened to the chocolate sauce and whipped cream?”

“Not so fast, lover.  We’ve got all night.”