(To be read with increasing speed and exasperation) Chloë, fork in hand, plunged in into the almost empty saucepan of pasta, sauce, veg and salami. Salami was what she wanted, and only salami... Upon raising her fork she found success, a huge piece of Lidis best was penetrated by her fork, although rather loosely. As she rose the fork closer to her mouth, opening it as she did so, the meat was slipping; it had other plans for that day and wasnt going to go with out a fight. Just before it was past the point of no return, it fell, and Chloe snapped her mouth shut, trying to catch it mid flight. She failed of course and with a look of disgust on her face decided the fate of the salami was going to be much more painful than she originally envisaged. Now she changed her grasp on the fork, holding it upside down, and began to charge it downwards to impale the salami to the table. It squirmed and thrashed against the tables surface. Chloe was now pleased, although not full, but it was worth it.
Posted on: Sun, 16 Nov 2014 22:53:33 +0000
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