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Her eyes open wide as the custard releases inside her mouth. "Mmmmmm," she moans loudly. I pray she doesn't hear me whimper when her tongue swipes along her upper lip, capturing flyaway sugar molecules.
She licks her fingers clean, and I regard each digit with extreme envy.
"Aren't you gonna eat that?" she asks, pointing to the doughnut held aloft between my fingers.
HUH?
"Oh…yeah." I pop the whole thing into my mouth without ceremony, but I do have to close my eyes and moan when the warm pastry hits my tongue.
"Hmmm," she puzzles. "Should we split that one?"
A/N: Hmmm...should they? Read on...ONE MORE TODAY.