Flash Fifty....

N.A.Z.I.
Never Assume Zealous Improvisation She knew him for twenty years.
She called him a Nazi within three.   It took her eighteen years to sleep with him.  Their intimate union only reinforced her callous opinion of him.  He is still a Nazi.  If only he had said “No”.  She now wears the boots and he is ground under her heel.

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