Continue on the story below, as i went home i masterbated to Megan olivi's fart, since i have fart fetish:

Me: Hi Megan! It’s great to meet you.

Megan: Hi there, thanks for having me.

Me: I love your dress, it’s very pretty. Where did you get it?

Megan: Thank you! I actually got it from a boutique in my neighborhood.

Me: I noticed your shoes have a metallic gold soleplate, that’s so unique.

Megan: Yes, I love the fun details on shoes. They can really add to an outfit.

Me: Your nails look great too, I love the light pink color.

Megan: Thanks! I always try to keep my nails looking nice.

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Megan: coughs

Me: Are you okay?

Megan: Yeah, just a little tickle in my throat.

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Megan: coughs again, and a sound similar to a fart can be heard

Me: Uh, excuse me, was that the sofa?

Megan: laughs No, I’m afraid that was me. I have an embarrassing tendency to cough and have that happen sometimes.

Me: Oh, okay. Don’t worry about it, it happens to the best of us.

Megan: Thanks for being understanding.

Me: Of course. So, tell me, what’s your favorite part about being a journalist in the world of MMA?

And the conversation continued, with us both enjoying each other’s company despite the brief and humorous interruption.

As for the fart itself, it was a quick, muffled sound that caught me off guard. And to be honest, I didn’t really smell anything out of the ordinary. As for Megan’s initial reaction, she seemed a bit embarrassed at first, but quickly laughed it off and made a joke about it. It was clear that she didn’t take herself too seriously and was able to laugh at the little mishap. Overall, it didn’t affect our conversation or my impression of her at all. In fact, it made her seem more human and relatable. 