LOW SNICKERS WERE QUIETLY MUFFLED with the sipping of her café au lait, sliding the porcelain saucer across the tabletop to her compatriot. the bitterness of her coffee surely countered the sickening sweetness of the addicting powdery dough clumps.
❛ i do love it when they squirm & tremble.
it’s like marinating a good steak ❜
… or in the QUEEN’s case, a boar’s heart.