It was a typical day at SUR, with the Vanderpump Rules crew buzzing around getting ready for another night of drama and cocktails. Tom Schwartz, with his disheveled hair and goofy grin, couldn't contain his excitement as he approached James Kennedy. "Hey mate, can I talk to you for a sec?" Tom asked nervously, his eyes darting around the restaurant. James raised an eyebrow, unsure of what Tom could possibly want to talk to him about. But being the friendly guy that he was, he obliged and followed Tom to a secluded corner of the restaurant. As they sat down, Tom couldn't help but blush as he stumbled over his words. "So, uh, James...remember that time you told us about that pond incident?" James chuckled, remembering the embarrassing story from his past. "Oh yeah, that was a wild one. I still can't believe those fish went belly-up from how bad it smelt." Tom's eyes lit up with a mixture of fascination and arousal. "Yeah, that's what I wanted to talk to you about. I have a confession to make...that story really got me going." James's jaw dropped in shock. "Wait, what? You're into fish-killing farts? That's a bit...weird, mate." Tom nodded eagerly, unable to contain his excitement. "Yeah, it's like my ultimate turn-on. I mean, the image of you relaxing in the nude, letting one rip and watching those fish die...it just does something to me." As James tried to process this new information, Tom continued to press for every detail. "So, what were you thinking as you let it rip? Did you look as good as I imagine in the nude? And what type of fish were they anyway?" James couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation. "I can't believe I'm having this conversation right now. But yeah, I was feeling pretty relaxed and the fish were just a bonus. And as for how I looked...let's just say I don't think I'll ever live that moment down." As Tom eagerly listened to James recounting the pond incident, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed by his own bizarre kink. But as he discreetly rubbed one out under the table, he couldn't deny the thrill of getting off to James's fish-killing fart story. And as the night went on and the drama unfolded, Tom couldn't help but steal longing glances at James, secretly hoping for another chance to discuss their shared...interest. Because in this crazy world of Vanderpump Rules, anything could happen.