Clemency

Clementines slip out of their peel easily, the exhibitionists of fruit, a refreshing change from the stuffy, schoolmarmish oranges that I've been wasting my time with. I could unwrap a gaggle of clementines in the time I spend on one prudish orange. See you later, you damn oranges! If you need me, I'll be in the back room, romping with your attractive, petite cousin, the clementine.