Mary And Daphne #210
Added 2023-06-10 13:14:22 +0000 UTCSo here’s how this went.
“Um, Mary,” I said to Mary in such a way that the ‘um’ didn’t betray any nervousness which I wasn’t even feeling. “I, um, made you, um, a uh, card … for, um, Mother’s Day. Just cuz, uh, I thought it would be, um, sorta sweet and funny … mostly funny, like irony and stuff and …
“O no; no; don’t start crying. It’s nothing. It’s … No crying! Mary, It’s not even a oooof!
“Okay, you’re hugging me, which is okay, but, um, a little tight … Mary? Mary? Ma … (sound of Mary kissing me all over my face).
“Mar … MMMM (sound of Mary almost suffocating me with her tongue).”
“You are so sweet,” she said to me when she released me from her anaconda grip of love steel.
“I didn’t mean to make you cry. Where are we going?”
“You know that thing you like a lot that I’m kinda iffy on? I’m gonna do that to you.”
“R-really? Is it okay if I don’t call you ‘mommy’ during that?”
“Please don’t … You are gonna be walking funny by dinner time, Daffodil.”
I’ve long suspected Mary can predict the future and I was right and stuff. Wow.
