"Used to 'em tasting like hickory barbaque - kinda sweet with a smoky aftertaste. Goes well with the texture..."
She stares at it in horror, then slowly looks down at her own hand. Her brow furrows. She closes her eyes, concentrates with all her might, and then licks the back of her hand.
Her hand falls limply to the bed. She turns away so he won't see her face.
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Date: 2007-08-25 04:03 am (UTC)She stares at it in horror, then slowly looks down at her own hand. Her brow furrows. She closes her eyes, concentrates with all her might, and then licks the back of her hand.
Her hand falls limply to the bed. She turns away so he won't see her face.