Summer Pervert

When I looked down at the rim of my toilet bowl this afternoon it appeared that a lone fruit fly was resting there.

Then, almost imperceptibly, a second fly appeared and I realized I was watching a moment of post-coital bliss as neither fly wanted to leave.

Both rolled over onto their backs.  I was just happy one of them didn't light up a cigarette.

I'm sure the flies must copulate there all the time, but this is the first time I've ever caught a pair in the act.

I think it was sort of embarrassing for all of us.


TS