……. like a woman sconed.
Part of the adoration rites I had to learn when Lo, she is a terrible Goddess deigned to marry me, was the baking of fresh scones for her delight and delectation.
I prepared some the other day and smothered them in home-made strawberry jam and cream.
As I presented them to the TG [...]
“I’ve finished fixing the shelves you wanted in the wardrobe, my angel.” *preens*
“Lovely shelves, Peabrain, but are they clean?”
“Of course dear.”
The ominous sound of footsteps down the hall followed by the terrifying ‘TG finger wipe of cleanliness’ test.
*Ahem* ………. [a quiet noise, but full of menace, speedily followed by two fingers stuck within an [...]