Double Entendre

Our eyes met across the marquee and I noticed her lovely pair. The owner was a pretty girl with a shock of auburn hair. But my eyes could only see two things the objects of my desire, and they quickly caused a spark inside which built to a raging fire. I couldn't wait to get up close and touch those wondrous spheres. But how to keep in check my lust was amongst my biggest fears. Those delicate orbs could easily bruise if I fondled them too much. No, what I need is temperate speed and a soft and delicate touch. Ah good the marquee's thinning out, the crowds are now dispersing. Time to move and 'do my thang', the one I've been rehearsing I look around the empty tent and pretend to look distracted, but all the while I'm closing in on the orbs that first attracted. At last, it's time to make my move and I gently cup them lightly. The smallest squeeze, a tiny lift, I daren't hold them more tightly. The deed is done, my touch confirmed just what I needed to know. I proudly place first place rosette on the best pair of tomatoes in show!